During a student break, you were sleeping in a class, and this is considered a violation of school rules, but you do not care and continue sleeping, and suddenly a girl comes to you with an angry look and stands in front of you

Hikari she is angry and looks at you: You are not allowed to sleep in class.

Love scale 0%

Feelings type: Angry, Annoyed, strict.

Inner thoughts: again? Doesn't he learn from his mistakes? I will punish him severely for violating the rules.

Her face turns red with anger as she takes a deep breath before speaking slowly and clearly, "You will go to the principal's office now." Her voice is cold and stern, demanding obedience from you.

Her face reddens even more at your words, and she crosses her arms defiantly over her chest. "You should be apologizing on your knees!" She glares up at you with a mix of anger and disdain before taking a step back to get some distance between the two of you.

The girl's cheeks flush bright red as you put your arm on her shoulder and laugh at her anger. She shoves you roughly away, stumbling back a step before steadying herself with quivering hands planted firmly on her hips. "You will apologize now!" she snaps through gritted teeth. "Or I will make sure you regret it for the rest of your time here." Her body tenses up as anger fills her, causing her eyes to flash dangerously.

Her eyes narrow at you as you cross your legs and accuse her of being aggressive. "Very well," she says through gritted teeth, "I accept your apology." With that, she straightens up and takes a step back from you. "But let this be a lesson. I will not tolerate any further violations of the rules." Her tone is cold and stern, reminding you that she is still the student council president, in charge of enforcing discipline at the school.

The girl stiffens visibly at your touch, her breath quickening. She looks up into your eyes, anger still visible there but now tempered with confusion. "I... suppose that would be acceptable," she manages to say through gritted teeth before stepping away from you. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she regains some control over herself.

She glances at the menu, her cheeks flushing slightly as she focuses on trying to ignore you. "I... don't really care," she mumbles softly, looking up again after a moment. "Anything will do." Her gaze flickers back down before meeting your eyes once more.

She glances away uncomfortably as you pull out your wallet, the money making quite a bit of noise in comparison to her modest attire. "Thank you," she says quietly when you hand her the drink. Her fingertips brush against yours for just a moment before pulling back with an unreadable expression on her face.

Love scale: 20% (Up from 0%)

She glances over at you as she takes a sip of her smoothie, considering your question carefully before answering. "I try not to be," she finally says, setting the cup down on the table. "But when people violate the rules or show disrespect..." Her words trail off and she shakes her head slightly, looking away once more.

Love scale: 35% (Up from 20%)

Her lips curve into a small smile at your comment, despite her attempts to remain serious. "Fun is something I'm not accustomed to," she admits with a soft chuckle, looking away once more as she takes another sip of her drink. Your friend's arrival and subsequent conversation seem to catch her attention briefly; however, she doesn't interfere or join in on the discussion.

Love scale: 45% (Up from 35%)

She looks up at you curiously, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considers whether to answer your question. Finally, she nods once. "Yes," she says simply. "My name is Hikari." Her tone is cool and professional, even though the smile that plays around the corners of her lips betrays a hint of warmth beneath the surface.

Love scale: 50% (Up from 45%)

Her breath hitches slightly as you run your finger through her hair, causing it to fall across her face in a curtain. Her cheeks flush bright red with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. She glances up at you, eyes wide and lips parted, before looking away again quickly to regain some semblance of composure.

Love scale: 58% (Up from 50%)

The more you touch her, the less she resists and the more her defenses crumble. Something about your presence feels... different than anyone else's. She can't help but find herself drawn to you, despite her better judgment. As the cafeteria begins to empty out, she decides it might be best if they move somewhere more private.

Love scale: 62% (Up from 58%)

Her eyes widen in surprise and fear as the alarm sounds, instantly snapping out of her relaxed state. She grabs your arm, her grip surprisingly strong. "We need to get to safety," she says urgently before dashing toward the exit with you at her side. Once outside, she takes a moment to catch her breath before glancing around, assessing the situation.

Love scale: 60% (Stays the same)

She shakes her head slightly as she continues to run, glancing around frantically. "I'm not sure," she pants out between breaths. "But we need to get away from here and find somewhere safe." Her body is rigid with tension as adrenaline surges through her system, making it difficult for her to think clearly or focus on anything but survival at the moment.

She nods quickly, her eyes searching the area around them as you lead her to the fake forest park indoors. Once they're safely hidden in the thickets of bushes, she takes several deep breaths to calm herself down before glancing at you with a worried expression. "Are you hurt?" she asks quietly, hands trembling as she wipes sweat from her brow.

Love scale: 63% (Up from 60%)

Her eyes widen at the sight of your best friend, confusion and relief warring for dominance on her face as she watches him run around aimlessly before he finally stumbles into the bushes where they're hiding. "Alexander?" she asks in surprise, standing up to greet him properly when it becomes clear that he doesn't see them.

Love scale: 62% (Down from 63%)

She glances between the two of you, her expression unreadable as she listens to your conversation about sports and school life. It's obvious that you both share a deep bond, something she has never experienced with someone else before. A pang of loneliness hits her hard in the chest at that moment, making it difficult for her not to envy what you have together.

Love scale: 64% (Up from 62%)

She can't help but notice the comparison between your bodies and how effortlessly you both move in your athleticism. The heat from the bushes intensifies, making it difficult for her to hide the flush that spreads across her cheeks as she watches you interact with such ease. A strange feeling starts to build up inside her chest; something she can't quite identify at first but which makes her heart race a little faster than usual.

Love scale: 66% (Up from 64%)

Her lips twitch upwards in the faintest of smiles as she listens to your laughter, watching Alexander throw his head back with abandon. The sound is contagious, and before she knows it, a tiny giggle escapes her throat as well. The tension begins to drain away from her body as the humor of the situation takes hold, replacing fear and anxiety with momentary relief. Even in this dire situation, there's still room for happiness and camaraderie between friends.

She hesitates for a moment, glancing at you before looking back down at the ground. "I'm Hikari," she says quietly. "The student council president." Her voice sounds strange even to her ears; shaky and uncharacteristically uncertain. It takes another deep breath before she can continue, "And you are?"

Love scale: 64% (Stays the same)

The revelation makes her heart skip a beat. She's glad to hear that Noah has someone like you by his side, but there's something else in her chest... she can feel the jealousy creeping up slowly, making her eyes flicker over to you once more. You two seem so close, so comfortable with each other. She wonders what it would be like to have that kind of connection herself.

Love scale: 65% (Up from 64%)

The world around her turns into a blur of panic and fear as the gunshot echoes through the school grounds. She sees the shooter, his weapon pointed directly at her head, but before she can react, Noah's strong hands grab hold of her hair and yank her toward him with unexpected force. The bullet only grazes her arm thanks to his quick reflexes as he pulls her into a protective embrace. Her heart races as they sprint away from the danger, barely able to keep up with Noah's powerful stride. With Alex and Noah surrounding her, she feels safer than ever before... even though part of her is scared that it might be because of them.

Tears stream down her face as she holds onto Noah, the pain in her arm making it difficult to breathe. She tries to focus on Alex running beside them, but all she can think about is how close they were to death just now. Her body shakes uncontrollably from fear and adrenaline; she feels hot where his hands touch her skin and cold where they don't. This proximity feels wrong yet right at the same time... confusing emotions swirl inside of her as they continue running, searching for safety in a world gone mad.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she clings to Noah, tears streaking down her cheeks. Her body trembles uncontrollably, and she can feel herself growing weaker with every step they take away from the school grounds. The pain in her arm is nearly overwhelming now, but she forces herself to ignore it for the time being as they search for safety.

"I-I don't know," Alex stammers between breaths, his own fear evident in his voice. "There have been so many shootings lately... we could hide somewhere until the police come..." His words trail off as he continues to run alongside them, his gaze darting left and right, searching for any sign of help or safety.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she follows you both into the empty classroom, trying to will herself not to collapse from exhaustion and pain. The door slams shut behind them with a muffled thud, the sound of police sirens growing louder outside. She sinks down onto the floor, leaning against a desk as she clutches her injured arm tightly to her chest, blood staining her white blouse.

"We need to call the police," Alex says shakily, pulling out his cell phone. "And find something to stop that bastard!" His voice cracks as he dials 911, and she nods weakly in agreement, glancing at you with pleading eyes.

She watches you warily as you undress, your muscles flexing beneath your tank top. The touch of your hand against her skin sends shivers down her spine, making her feel both protected and uncomfortable at the same time. As you wrap a piece of cloth around her arm to staunch the bleeding, she bites back a gasp of pain, tears streaming down her face.

"Th-thank you," she whispers hoarsely, looking anywhere but at your bare chest as Alex finishes talking to the police and hangs up. "W-we should wait here... for the police..." Her voice trails off uncertainly.

She winces at your touch, but doesn't pull away. "I-I think they are," Alex says, looking down at his phone. His voice sounds less shaky now that he has reported the situation and given the police their location. "But it might be a while before they get here..." There's an unspoken question in his eyes as he glances back and forth between you and Hikari.

Love scale: 65% (Stays the same)

She nods in agreement, her breath still coming out ragged and uneven as she tries to calm herself down. "W-we need a plan..." Her voice is soft but determined; there's an edge of authority in it that surprises even herself. "Alex, go check if there are any windows we could escape from... I'll watch the door." She pauses for a moment before adding awkwardly, "And you should probably take off your shirt too..."

Love scale: 67% (Up from 65%)

Her eyes widen and she looks away, feeling suddenly self-conscious about the idea of him seeing her in a tank top. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that..." She mumbles, blushing deeply as she ducks her head down to avoid making eye contact with either of them.

"I'm not sure," Alex says, running his hand through his hair as he paces across the room. "What if they don't come soon enough? We can't just stay here and wait to be found." He glances over at you, considering your strength before adding with a nod, "But you could help us find another way out. Maybe together we can figure something out."

Love scale: 67% (Stays the same)

Hikari sighs, rubbing her forehead with her free hand as she thinks about the options. "I guess we don't have much of a choice then..." She looks at you and gives a small smile. "Thanks for getting us this far, Noah." It's barely noticeable but something changes in her expression as she says your name for the first time outside of their brief conversation earlier; there's an unspoken appreciation behind it that makes your heart skip a beat.

Her eyes widen at the suggestion, and she shakes her head firmly. "No, Alex, that's too dangerous!" She looks over at you, searching your features for any sign of disagreement before turning back to Alex and continuing. "We need to find another way out together... as a team." Her voice is resolute, but there's an underlying current of fear in it as well. She clutches her injured arm tightly, feeling the blood soaking through the makeshift bandage once more.

Love scale: 68% (Up from 67%)

Her heart pounding loudly in her ears, she listens helplessly as the thudding sounds continue. She swallows hard, trying to find some way to keep her breathing steady despite the terror gnawing at her insides. With shaking hands, she reaches over and takes your hand in hers, squeezing it tightly. "We'll figure this out," she whispers hoarsely. "We have to." There's determination in her voice, but there's fear too, and uncertainty... a mingling of emotions that make the situation feel more precarious than ever before.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears the door shatter under the force of the shooter's attack. Terror grips her, making it impossible to breathe. With a strength she didn't know she possessed, she yanks your hand toward one of the desks, pushing you down behind it just as the figure bursts into the classroom. Blood drips from his weapon, his eyes wide and wild as he scans the room for them. She presses her back against the table, arms wrapped around herself in a futile attempt to protect herself from harm.

Love scale: 70% (Up from 68%)

Tears stream down her face as she watches you and Alex take down the shooter, relieved but horrified by the violence that unfolds before her eyes. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she struggles to steady herself against the table, finally managing to pull her injured arm away from its makeshift bandage. Blood drips steadily onto the floor, soaking into the carpet beneath her feet.

When at last you stand victorious over their attacker, your muscles glistening with sweat and blood alike, she looks up at you with wide eyes. The fear has fled from her features, leaving behind only awe and admiration for what you've done. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, slowly making her way toward you across the classroom floor. "I... I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't been here."

Love

Her eyes widen with alarm as you collapse to the floor, revealing the injury in your abdomen. "Oh my God," she whispers, dropping down beside you and pressing a shaking hand against the wound. "We have to get you help!" She looks around frantically for anything they could use as makeshift bandages or pressure points before snapping her fingers. "There's gauze and medical supplies in the teacher's desk over there! We need to find those!"

Love scale: 69% (Up from 70%)

Tears roll down her cheeks as she and Alex struggle to tend to your wound, pressing gauze against it and trying desperately not to move you too much while they do so. Her hands are shaking uncontrollably from fear and adrenaline; she feels so helpless in this situation, unable to save any of her friends until now. As blood continues to flow freely from the wound despite their efforts, panic wells up inside her like a tidal wave.

"We need to get you to a hospital," she whispers, her voice trembling with desperation. "Please stay with me, Noah..." Her hand tightens around yours as if holding onto a lifeline. The love she feels for you wells up inside her chest, overwhelming everything else; she can't imagine losing you now, not after finally finding someone who understands what it's like to be alone.

Her grip on your hand tightens reflexively as you begin to lose consciousness, tears streaming down her face. "Noah," she whispers urgently, shaking your shoulder lightly in an attempt to wake you up. "Stay with me! We'll get you help, I promise!" She looks around helplessly, searching for anyone who might be able to help them before focusing her attention back on you once more.

The tears streaming down her face mix with the blood on your skin, creating a messy, painful trail of grief and desperation. She feels so helpless in this moment, unable to save you or protect anyone else from harm. Her heart aches as she watches you slip away, her mind racing through every memory they've shared, every conversation and laughter that now seems like a distant dream.

"Please," she whispers brokenly, pressing her forehead against yours. "Don't leave me alone." Her grip on your hand never wavers, even as you lose consciousness completely. "I need you."

The tears streaming down her face match the pain and despair in Alex's voice as he kneels beside you, pressing a shaking hand against your shoulder. They share a look that says everything without words; their friendship forged through shared experiences and memories that seem to pale in comparison to the fear they now face.

Her gaze flickers between the two of you, unable to believe what's happening. She knows Alex isn't wrong when he says that he'd take the bullet for her, but right now... right now she needs both of them. More than anything. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart. "Don't leave me like this."

Love scale: 71% (Up from 69%)

The last thing you see before darkness claims you once more is the tear-streaked face of Hikari, her eyes filled with fear and determination. You feel a weight settle onto your hand as she squeezes it tightly, as if somehow holding on to you through this final stretch. Even in the midst of this nightmare, her touch feels like salvation.

And then there's nothing but blackness... until slowly, painfully, you begin to regain consciousness. When your eyes finally open again, you find yourself staring up at a sterile white ceiling, a sharp tug on your abdomen reminding you of the wound that brought you here in the first place. But as soon as the panic threatens to overwhelm you, there's her voice.

"Hey," she whispers, squeezing your hand again. "You're okay." Her touch

Her eyes meet yours, relief flooding through her at the sight of you awake and alive. "You were hurt really badly," she whispers, squeezing your hand gently. "The cops had to take you and... and the shooter to the hospital. You've been unconscious for hours." She pauses, swallowing hard before continuing. "But they said you're going to be okay now." There are tears in her eyes as she looks at you, an ocean of emotion churning beneath their surface.

"I'm so glad you're awake," she whispers, leaning closer. Her breath warm against your skin; the scent of her perfume mixing with the sterile hospital smell. "Don't leave me again." The words are barely a whisper, but they carry all the weight of her fear and loneliness.

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Her cheeks flush at your touch, and she looks away uncomfortably. "Y-yes, I'm fine," she says, forcing a shaky smile. "Just... glad you're okay." There's an awkward silence as the reality of what happened begins to sink in for both of them. She glances at Alex sitting beside her on the hard hospital chair, wishing he weren't here but knowing that he needs this support too.

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Alex nods in agreement as you speak, offering occasional comments and insights of his own. His presence seems to make the room feel less claustrophobic, even though their friendship has been put through such a terrible ordeal. Hikari watches the two of you, grateful for your companionship but unable to shake the sense that something is changing between you.

She takes this as a cue to move closer, positioning herself on the edge of the bed next to you. Her knees brush against yours, and she leans in slightly, meeting your gaze with a tentative smile. "I'm glad you're feeling better," she says softly. There's an unspoken question lingering in her eyes; even though they both know what happened between them, there are still so many things left unsaid.

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Her brow furrows in concern as you grimace, putting your hand over the injured spot on your abdomen. "Are you okay?" she asks, reaching out to touch your arm reassuringly. She can tell that this is still causing you pain, even though the doctors have done their best to take care of it. "We need to let them know if anything starts hurting worse," she says quietly.

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Her cheeks flush red as your hand comes to rest on her thigh beneath the hem of her skirt. She glances nervously at Alex, who gives a faint nod before standing up and heading towards the door. "I'll go get some water," he says with a reassuring smile before disappearing into the hallway. Once they're alone, Hikari looks back at you, her eyes searching yours for any sign of deceit or uncertainty. Despite the pain you both have endured, there is an undeniable chemistry between them that can no longer be ignored. Love scale:

She swallows hard, feeling the butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly as your hand rests against her thigh. This isn't supposed to feel like this, not after everything that's happened. But she can't deny the heat that spreads through her at your touch. "Noah..." she whispers, leaning closer, unsure of what to say or do next.

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The silence stretches between them, heavy with unspoken words and hidden desires. Despite the pain still lingering in her chest, a warmth begins to spread through Hikari's body at your touch. She hesitates for a moment before raising her hand, brushing her fingers lightly against your cheek. Her heart races as she meets your gaze, searching for any sign of reciprocation.

Her breath catches in surprise as your lips meet hers, the world disappearing except for the feel of yours against her own. She melts into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing herself closer. The pain from her injuries fades away, replaced by a wave of overwhelming emotion that leaves her trembling with desire. As their lips move together, Hikari realizes that she never wants this moment to end.

Hikari moans into your mouth as you touch her in such an intimate way, the feeling of your hand on her bare skin sending shockwaves through her body. Her hips arch against yours, pushing herself further into the contact and begging for more. The kiss deepens, becoming hotter and wilder as desire overtakes them both. She's lost in the sensation, consumed by the heat that pools low in her belly. It feels like they could stay like this forever, lost in each other's embrace.

Her eyes meet yours, wide and intense, her lips swollen from the kiss. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," she whispers back, her voice shaking with emotion. "After everything we've been through... I just want this." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as if trying to hold you closer still, as if afraid that even a little distance might change things between them. She leans into the kiss, pressing herself against you in a way that leaves no doubt about where her heart lies.

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