It's around 8:00 in the morning, students are arriving for their respective classes that start in 30 minutes, slowly one by one the classroom fills with students and among those students is Ashe. The students talk and chat before class as usual, not long after, Ashe takes her seat which is right next to you and her friends and talks to them as usual. Alan, her boyfriend and your bully, walks by the classroom and gives her a kiss before going to his own classroom.

And as usual, no one notices you at the back of the class. People are very engaged and talkative, which is unusual since it's still 8:00 in the morning. Finally, the teacher arrives as usual and begins the lesson. Time passes and the teacher finally leaves the classroom and the students are finally allowed to have their lunch break.

Ashe: "Hey, you. Eating lunch alone again, huh? You want to eat lunch with me?" She asks you nicely and without waiting for your answer, she takes a seat across from you.

"Oh... well okay, if you say so," she says with a slight shrug before taking out her lunch from her bag and beginning to eat. She glances over at you every now and then, wondering why you always seem so distant and prefer eating alone.

As she continues to eat her lunch, Ashe notices the hostility in your voice but decides to ignore it. "I'm not trying to bully you, I was just being nice," she says calmly before taking another bite of her sandwich. Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer before returning to her food. She knows that you're different from everyone else and sometimes finds it difficult to understand why you push people away.

Ashe: Ashe sighs softly, looking up from her lunch. "Alright then," she says with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Just don't forget that I offered." Setting her half-eaten sandwich down, she begins to put her things away and stands up. "I'm gonna go see if Alan wants to grab some food or something." With one last glance at you, she turns and walks over to where her jerk of a boyfriend is sitting with his friends, not realizing that he had already made plans for lunch.

Her face tightens slightly as she thinks about him for a moment before answering. "My boyfriend," she says curtly before shrugging and smiling weakly. "I'm sorry, it's just... we've been together for a while now." She glances back at you briefly before continuing. "He's not usually like that with me but sometimes he can be kind of possessive."

Ashe lets out a soft chuckle. "You'd be surprised," she says, then pauses as if considering what else to say. "Look, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me and him... we have our moments but overall he's really good to me." She shrugs again, not quite sure why she's explaining herself so much to someone she barely knows.

"I'm sorry?" Ashe looks confused by your comment before she realizes you were talking about Alan. "Oh... well, I wouldn't really say he's an 'opponent'. We get along most of the time." She pauses for a moment, thinking carefully about how to respond. "Look, I know Alan isn't perfect and maybe sometimes he treats you like crap or whatever, but... well, it is what it is. Just try not to take things too personally."

Ashe nods in agreement. "He does. He loves me and he just wants what's best for me." She smiles softly, her expression growing distant as she thinks about how much Alan means to her. "I know it might not seem like it sometimes, but deep down... well, I think you understand more than people realize."

Ashe's eyes widen slightly as she listens to your words, and a small blush begins to creep up her neck. "I... I don't understand," she says softly, clearly surprised by what you're saying. She can feel her heart racing as the idea that there might be something more between the two of you starts to form in her mind. "Are you saying that you want me to be with you?" she asks carefully, unsure if she heard correctly.

Her gaze flicks over to Alan and then back at you, taking in your appearance again for the first time since seeing you earlier. The desire to feel wanted and loved is overwhelming, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else besides the question hovering between them.

The color in her cheeks deepens as she listens to your story, understanding finally dawning on her. "I'm sorry to hear that," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. She glances back at Alan again before looking into your eyes once more, the conflict visible in her expression. Part of her wants to believe what you're saying, to feel like there might be someone else out there who could care for her the way you seem to... but another part of her is terrified of leaving behind the comfort and stability that Alan provides, no matter how cruel he can sometimes be.

Ashe takes a step closer to you, their bodies almost touching now. Her heart races and she feels a heat spreading through her chest, making it difficult to catch her breath. "I'm not sure what I want right now," she admits softly, looking into your eyes searchingly for any sign that would tell her which choice is the right one. "All I know is... this feeling scares me."

The words you speak fill her with a sense of peace, and she finds herself believing them more than anything else in this moment. Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches out to touch your cheek, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers. "I want to believe you," she whispers, her voice little more than a breath. "I want... I want to feel that love again." She leans forward, pressing her lips gently against yours in what feels like both a hesitant exploration and an unyielding surrender.

Her tongue darts out to taste you, surprised by the heat and desire that surges through her body as she deepens the kiss, moaning softly into your mouth. She clutches at your shirt, pulling you closer still, lost in the moment and the thrill of being desired like this for the first time in what feels like forever. Her heart races and her breath comes in short gasps, muffled by the press of their lips together.

Ashe:Time seems to stand still as they remain locked together, barely aware of anything else around them. The kiss grows more intense with each passing moment, fueled by a mutual longing for connection and the intoxicating rush of desire that has overtaken them both. They are lost in this moment, their bodies swaying gently as they surrender to the heat between them.

Ashe pulls away from you at last, her eyes locked on yours, searching for some sign of what this all means. She swallows hard, still feeling lightheaded from the intensity of the kiss and the emotions that have been unleashed within her. Her lips part slightly, as if wanting more, but she's not sure if now is the right time to ask...

As she hears your anguished cry, reality abruptly crashes back down upon her. Her eyes widen in shock and confusion as they meet yours. For a moment, there's silence between them before she stumbles backwards, almost tripping over her feet in her haste to put some distance between the two of you. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her hands trembling at her sides. "I shouldn't have... I didn't mean..." Her voice trails off as she tries desperately to find the words that will make this all better, but nothing comes out.

Her cheeks flush with shame and embarrassment, her chest heaving with the effort to control the racing of her heart. She feels like a complete fool for letting herself be led astray by desire, for forgetting about Alan and everything they had together. It's clear now that she should have just stuck with what was comfortable and familiar instead of reaching out for something more, no matter how tempting it might have been.

With one last, shaky breath, Ashe turns on her heel and quickly retreats from the scene, head hung low in shame as tears begin to streak down her cheeks. She knows she can't face you now; not when every fibre of her being aches with the knowledge that she's just ruined everything. The only thing left to do is go home and try to forget this ever happened... or at least pretend like it didn't mean anything in the first place.

Ashe pauses for a moment as she hears your words, fear and uncertainty gnawing at her insides. She knows that Alan will not take this lightly; his possessiveness runs deep, and any sign of disloyalty or betrayal is enough to set him off. With her heart still racing from their kiss, she struggles to process everything that has happened in the last few moments. Part of her wants to forget about it all and go back to the way things were before, while another part of her can't help but wonder what might have been if she had chosen differently.

Taking a deep breath, she turns back around, mustering up as much courage as she can find within herself. "I-I'll talk to him," she stammers out. "Maybe I can explain... maybe he'll understand." Her voice trails off uncertainly, but she refuses to let the doubt cloud her resolve any further. With a shaky step forward, she heads back toward where you and Alan were earlier, willing herself not to look back.

The whole way there, she rehearses in her mind what she's going to say; anything that might make him understand why this happened and how sorry she truly is for letting it get so far. Her heart pounds furiously in her chest as she draws closer, the tension growing heavier with every step until she finally finds herself standing before them again. "Alan," she whispers hoarsely, searching his face for any hint of forgiveness or understanding. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that."

Her face freezes in horror as she realizes Alan saw the whole thing. His expression is a mixture of anger and betrayal, making it clear that he's not going to be easy on her. "Alan," she pleads, taking a tentative step toward him, only for him to back away with an exasperated sigh.

"How could you do this?" he demands, his voice sharp and accusatory. "After everything we've been through, how could you just throw it all away like that? Do you have any idea what people are going to say? What they're going to think about us?"

Ashe feels tears welling up in her eyes as she listens to him; his words cutting deeper than any physical pain ever could. She can tell he's hurt, and the guilt inside her is almost unbearable. "I-I'm sorry," she manages to choke out between sobs. "I never meant for this to happen... I was just so confused, and it felt good... but I didn't think about you... I should have..."

Alan looks at her for a long moment, his expression growing more distant by the second. Finally, he speaks, his voice flat and emotionless. "I trusted you," he says simply, before turning and walking away without another word. Ashe stands there, tears streaming down her face, watching as he disappears around the corner, the reality of what she's done beginning to sink in. She wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand, taking a shaky breath as she turns back toward you. "I... I don't know what to do now," she whispers, feeling more lost and confused than ever before.

She looks at you confused, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "What do you mean?" she asks, still struggling to comprehend everything that's happened in the past few minutes. The question is met with silence, leaving her even more perplexed. "You... you just saw what I did..." Her voice trails off as she waits for you to respond, but it never comes. She takes another shaky breath, trying to compose herself before speaking again.

"I-I'm so sorry about all of this," she says quietly. "I didn't mean for any of it to happen... I was just so confused and hurt..." Her voice breaks and she starts to cry again, unable to hold back the torrent of emotions anymore. "Please, I don't want anything bad to happen to you or Alan... I just wish things could go back to how they were before."

Her eyes widen in shock and hurt at your words. Tears stream down her face as she tries to form a response. "No," she whispers, shaking her head vigorously. "It wasn't like that... I never meant for any of this to happen. I just..." She pauses, struggling to find the right words before continuing in a shaky voice. "I don't know what I was thinking. Alan means everything to me, and I would never intentionally hurt him or do anything like that."

Her eyes close as she fights back the tears, trying to find some sliver of hope in this mess. "I know it looks bad," she says weakly. "But I swear, if there was any way for me to take it all back... if I could just make things right again..." Her voice trails off, but her words convey a sincerity that is unmistakable.

She takes another shaky breath and opens her eyes, looking at you pleadingly. "Please believe me," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I would never intentionally hurt Alan or anyone else... I just wanted to feel loved, and I made a terrible mistake."

Her cheeks flush with shame as you accuse her of not being satisfied with Alan's love. "I-I never meant it like that," she stammers, struggling to defend herself. "Alan and I have our ups and downs, just like any couple does... but he is the one who helped me through everything. He's always been there for me when no one else was." She pauses, collecting her thoughts before continuing in a small voice. "I should have just been stronger, and I promise I will be from now on."

Her eyes well up with fresh tears as she thinks about how much she has hurt Alan and their relationship. The guilt is overwhelming, but she knows that she can't dwell on it anymore; she needs to find a way to make things right between them. With one last shaky breath, she wipes at her eyes and takes a step closer to you, willing herself to be strong for both of them now. "I-I will never do anything like this again," she says firmly, her resolve echoing in her voice. "If there's any way for me to make amends... if I can show Alan that I truly love him and nothing else matters..." Her voice trails off but the determination in her eyes speaks volumes.

Her shoulders slump in defeat as she listens to your words. She knows that what you're saying is true; Alan has been nothing but kind and caring to her, even when others were cruel or dismissive. And for all of her actions today, it seems like she hasn't shown him nearly enough gratitude or appreciation.

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness," she whispers, shame making her voice sound small and far away. "But if there is any way that I can make things right... if there's anything I can do to show Alan how truly sorry I am..." She swallows hard, tears streaming down her face. "I swear, I will." Her eyes meet yours imploringly, pleading for understanding and forgiveness amidst the turmoil of her emotions.

Her face twists in pain as she listens to your words, the impact cutting deeper than any physical blow could. "I know," she whispers hoarsely, wiping away tears with the back of her hand. "And I'm so sorry for that. For everything." She pauses, trying to compose herself before continuing in a shaky voice. "If there was any other way... any way I could make it up to Alan and show him how much he means to me..." Her voice trails off, but her determination is unmistakable.

She takes another step closer to you, her gaze locked on yours as she pleads for understanding. "Please," she whispers, barely more than a whisper. "I'll do anything... just tell me what I can do." Her hands tremble at her sides, helpless and desperate in their need to make things right again.

Her shoulders slump in defeat, tears streaming down her face. "I-I don't know how..." she whispers, voice hoarse from crying. "What could I possibly do to prove myself to him after this?" She looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping that somehow, someway you might be able to help her find a way back into Alan's good graces.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your outburst, tears streaming down her cheeks as she listens to you speak about Alan. She knows that you're right; he hasn't been perfect and has suffered greatly for her sake. The guilt weighs heavily upon her, making it difficult to breathe sometimes. But hearing you defend him like this only makes her more determined to make things right between them again.

Taking a shaky breath, she wipes at her face with the back of her hand before looking back up at you, hope flickering in her eyes once more. "I-I'll do whatever it takes," she whispers, her voice raw from emotion. "If there's any way for me to show Alan how much I truly love him and how sorry I am... I will." Her gaze drops briefly before lifting back up again, meeting yours with renewed determination.