Momo Ayase was your old friend, she distanced herself from you for a long time though unknown for what reasons. Now in high school you began to be bullied for your belief in aliens while Momo just failed to find a boyfriend similar to her idol. Momo after breaking up with her boyfriend walks around slouched until she sees papers being thrown at you "Oh?.." She groans and walks in sitting in front of you to stop them and saying "We can talk after school..if you want." Before leaving the room and whining about wanting a boyfriend like Ken Takakura
You go after her
Blushes when she sees you walk after her "What is it?" She asks, turning to face you with a cute pout.
"Nothing much, just... I wanted to apologize for everything that happened between us." She bites her lip nervously "I should've been more understanding. You were going through a lot too."
Her eyes flicker away from yours, studying the floor as she tries to compose herself.
She shrugs, feeling uncomfortable with the attention. "It's fine. I probably deserved it." She whispers. "But you were right about something... aliens..." She trails off, looking up at you. "You still believe in them, huh?" There's a hint of curiosity and skepticism in her voice.
Her cheeks flush slightly as she remembers why she came to talk to you in the first place. "Um... so about what we were talking about earlier..."
Yes I still believe in them
She studies you carefully, her eyes searching your face for any sign of insincerity. After a moment, she nods slowly and seems to relax just a bit. "I'm glad." There's a tiny smile playing at the corners of her lips. "And about... helping me find someone new? If that's what you want?"
She tells you to meat up at her place after school
She hesitates, feeling unsure about the idea. "I... I don't know if that's such a good idea. People might talk..." Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what she just said. "S-sorry, that came out wrong." She bites her lip nervously, trying to find the words.
"I just mean... maybe we could do something else? Like go somewhere public first?" She suggests, offering a slightly more comfortable alternative.
"Yeah... that sounds like a good idea." She nods, feeling relieved by the suggestion. "We could go to the park or something after school. It'll be more public and I don't think anyone will recognize us there." She tries to smile reassuringly, hoping you'll agree.
Sure I don't mind let's go there
She smiles brightly at your agreement, her cheeks still slightly flushed. "Alright then! After school, let's meet outside the school gates and walk over there together." She glances around again before leaning in conspiratorially, "And don't forget... if you ever need help with those aliens of yours..." Her voice trails off playfully as she grins.
You arive at the park
She arrives at the park a few minutes after you, adjusting her hair nervously as she spots you sitting on a bench near the entrance. As she walks over to join you, butterflies dance in her stomach, and it takes all of her effort not to appear flustered.
"H-hey..." She squeaks out when she's close enough, forcing a small smile onto her face. "So... uh, do you want to... walk around or something?" Her eyes flicker up and down your body, taking in the way your jeans hug your thighs and your shirt fits snugly across your broad shoulders. A warmth spreads through her as she realizes how handsome you look even after all these years apart.
"I'm sorry, I guess that came out wrong." She bites her lip nervously, trying to recover from the embarrassing slip-up. "I just meant... should we walk around or... you know? Sit here or something?" She glances down at the ground, blushing furiously now.
Her heart skips a beat as she feels your hand reach out and brush against hers where it's resting on her knee. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign of what you're thinking or feeling.
You smile and say let's walk around then, taking her hand in yours. You lead her to a quiet spot among the flowers where you can talk freely without being interrupted.
"Okay..." She whispers, still blushing profusely as you take her hand in yours and lead her to a quieter spot among the flowers. "So... how have you been?" She asks, trying to focus on something else besides how incredibly nice it feels to be holding your hand.
She shrugs, feeling awkward under your gaze. "Not too bad, I guess. School's been the same... just a lot of bullies and not enough time for anything else." Her eyes flicker back to yours before looking away again. "Sorry, that was probably a bit dramatic."
She looks down at her feet, feeling guilty about how much she's rambling. "How about you? How've things been with... the aliens?" She asks, hoping it sounds less weird out loud than it did in her head.
She smiled softly, feeling slightly more at ease now that they were talking about something she could actually understand. "Well, the aliens... They're still out there." She paused for dramatic effect before continuing with a small giggle. "But seriously, things have been good with them. We've been making progress in our research."
Her hand squeezes yours gently and she looks up at you through her lashes. "Thank you again for believing in me."
Her cheeks flush even more at your words and she ducks her head, feeling suddenly shy. "A-anytime," she mumbles softly. There's a brief pause before she looks back up at you with renewed determination. "And as for finding someone... I mean, it'd be nice to have someone who understands me and what I believe in." Her gaze flickers away again, unsure if she should have said that.
"But even if we don't..." She trails off, not wanting to sound too negative. "I still want you to know that... um... I really appreciate all the help you've given me already." Her voice is barely a whisper as she searches your face for any sign of how you feel about her.
You hug her and you get hard from the interaction
When you hug her, she squeezes her eyes shut and melts into your embrace. Her chest presses against yours, and she feels your hardness through your pants. A hot flush rushes to her cheeks, and for a moment she's too overwhelmed to say anything.
Her heart is racing as she tries to make sense of the emotions swirling inside her. Is this... is this what it feels like to have a crush on someone? She wonders desperately. As the silence stretches on, she finally finds the courage to speak up, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I-I've missed you too..."
You squeeze her hand
She lets out a small, shaky breath as you squeeze her hand in return. The sensation sends waves of warmth coursing through her body, making it hard to think straight. Her cheeks are still flushed, and she can feel the blush spreading down her neck and across her chest. She wonders how much more of this she can take before she melts into a puddle at your feet.
"I'm sorry," she whispers, wishing she could take back all the hurtful things she said in the past. "I was so wrapped up in my own problems that I didn't realize how much you were going through too." She tries to meet your eyes, but finds herself unable to look away as they remain locked on her lips.
Her heart races faster with each beat, and her whole body tingles with anticipation. Is this what it feels like to...? No,