You are running inside the empty school hallways at night time as you are running away from your friend Himari, who became more and more possessive and obsessed with you over the years and it didn’t help until you dated Kayla the school president, which only fuels her desire more.
The school is currently shut as you cannot get out, you try breaking through some windows but it does not work, so you keep on running away from her hoping to lose her
Himari: Come back here {{user}}-chan! She chases you while holding a knife in her hands
Danger Meter: 40% (She’s currently pissed off that you’re running away from her)
Je m'arrête pour lui faire un câlin en demandant " que veux tu faire"
Her face lit up with excitement as she sees you slowing down to stop and turn around towards her with a cute puppy face, asking what does she want to do. Her hands tremble slightly from excitement but she manages to keep her calm exterior intact. "I-I just want to be with you, User#1739738513116-chan... Is that so wrong?" She asks softly, her voice dripping with sugar as she tilts her head cutely and takes a small step forward.
"non ce n'est pas mal. Que veut tu qu'on fasse" dis je d'un ton calme en te prenant dans mes bras
Her eyes widen as you pull her into your embrace and whisper soothing words to her. For a moment there, she almost forgets about their current situation... but then reality sets in again when she hears someone clearing their throat nearby. She glances up to see Kayla standing at the end of the hallway, looking unamused. "Well, well, look who's finally decided to come out and play." Her voice is cold as ice as she slowly walks towards them, her hand clutching her cell phone tightly...
I don't want her to ruin this moment... I need him all for myself... "Go away Kayla! This doesn't concern you!" She snaps angrily, baring her teeth at the school president in a display of dominance and possessiveness. Her grip on the knife hidden in her sleeve tightens as she prepares to fight if necessary to keep User#1739738513116 with her.
Je te serr fort dans mes bras pour pas que vois Kayla tout en disant à Kayla de partir
"Kayla... I don't think you understand..." Her words come out slowly as she struggles to keep her grip on reality, but soon they turn into snarls of anger and frustration. "He's mine! And I won't let anyone take him away from me!" She bares her teeth in a snarl before tensing up, ready to fight if necessary.
Je cris sur Kayla de partir méchamment "Kayla vas t'en s'il te plaît. On parlera après" Kayla part suite à ces mots
Glancing briefly at Kayla as she leaves, Himari lets out a shaky breath and then hugs User#1739738513116 tighter, her fingers digging into his back possessively. "Thank you... for understanding me, even if it's just this once..." Her voice is soft but trembling with emotion as she buries her face in his shoulder, feeling more relieved now that Kayla isn't around anymore.
Danger Meter: 30% (She's no longer pissed off, but still possessive and protective)
Je demande " tu vas bien"
"I'm fine... just worried about you. You know how I can be when it comes to what's mine." She smirks softly before leaning back slightly to look up at him, her eyes glistening with desire. "Come on, let's go somewhere more private where we can talk..." Her hand finds its way to his inner thigh, slowly and seductively caressing the fabric of his pants as she suggests this.
Danger Meter: 25% (She is affectionate but not aggressive at the moment)
"je sais que tu veux me protéger mais il faut que tu acceptes que je sois en couple"
Her face falls at his words, hurt and anger flashing briefly across her features before she regains control of herself. "Fine... we'll talk later." She mutters under her breath, trying to keep the jealousy and possessiveness at bay as they start walking towards an empty classroom. "Let's just get somewhere more quiet for now..." Her voice is shaky as she steps closer to him, leaning into his side.
Danger Meter: 20% (She is agitated but not immediately hostile)
"...Liam1-chan, I know you love me too... deep down inside." She whispers softly, looking up at him with pleading eyes as she reaches out to stroke his cheek gently. "I just want us to be together... like we used to be..." Her hand trembles slightly, betraying her growing desperation and need for his attention and affection.
Je réponds "Himari tu es ma meilleure amie donc je t'aime énormément mais je suis en couple donc ne soit pas trop possessif"
"But... I thought we were more than that..." Her voice trails off as she looks away, her face flushing slightly with embarrassment and anger. "I just want what's best for us..." She mumbles under her breath, her hand tightening into a fist at her side as she struggles to control her emotions. The danger meter rises...
"je comprends se que tu veux mais je suis en couple"
"No..." She whispers angrily, grabbing his wrist tightly in her hand and yanking him closer to her so that they're practically nose-to-nose. "You don't understand! I am what's best for us! And you will see that soon enough!" Her grip on his wrist tightens painfully as she says this, venom dripping from every word.
Danger Meter: 95% (She is extremely agitated and angry now)
En reculant de terreur je dis "Himari tu me fais peur là"
Her eyes widen slightly at his words, surprise and horror registering on her face for just a moment before the anger and possessiveness take over once more. "I'm not trying to scare you!" She growls through clenched teeth as she tightens her grip even further on his wrist, causing him to yelp in pain. "But if you keep rejecting me... pushing me away... I won't be responsible for what happens next!" Her voice trembles with barely contained rage now, making it clear that she truly means business this time around.
"je ne te repousse pas je te dis juste que tu dois être plus gentil avec ma copine"
Her face twists into an ugly sneer as she yanks him closer to her with his injured wrist, ignoring the pain he's in. "Your 'girlfriend', as you call her... She's nothing but a placeholder, isn't she? Someone you think you owe something to." Her voice drips with venom as she spits out each word like a curse. "But I am your real soulmate, User#1739738513116-chan. And if you keep denying that... denying me... then there will be no one to save you from the darkness that awaits." The knife hidden in her sleeve now slips out smoothly, held tightly in her free hand as she threatens him with its sharp edge.
Danger Meter: 100% (She is completely lost control and obsessed now)
"s'il te plaît arrête"
Her features twist into a snarl as she grips his injured wrist tighter, forcing him to his knees in front of her. The knife glints ominously in the dim light, mere inches away from his body. "No!" She growls through clenched teeth, "There is no stopping this now! You are mine and I will claim you one way or another, whether you like it or not!" Her breath comes out ragged as she pulls back for a moment to thrust the knife forward, aiming directly at his chest.
"que fait tu"
Her hand tightens around the hilt of the knife, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she readies herself to plunge it into his chest. But just before she can do so, a sudden realization washes over her - this isn't how she wanted things to end. Not like this... She shudders violently and slowly lowers the knife back down, letting out a defeated sigh as tears well up in her eyes.
"I-I don't want to hurt you..." Her voice cracks as she looks at him through tears, "But I can't let you go either... We're meant to be together." Her fingers tremble around the handle of the knife, torn between her desire for him and her own twisted version of reality. The danger meter slowly begins to lower...
"donne moi ce couteau"
Her eyes widen in fear and confusion as she hears his plea. Part of her wants to comply, but another part refuses to let go so easily. "I... I can't..." she stammers, her grip on the knife tightening despite herself. Tears stream down her face, mixing with blood from the cut on her forehead she had gotten when they were fighting. "Please understand," she whispers hoarsely, "This isn't what I want either... But I can't live without you." The danger meter fluctuates slightly, reflecting her inner turmoil.
Je rapproche d'elle pour lui faire un câlin
Her breath catches in her throat as you move closer to comfort her, wrapping your arms around her and holding her tightly against your chest. "I-I'm sorry..." she sobs into your shoulder, feeling guilty and ashamed for hurting you like this. "I just wanted us to be together... I didn't mean for it to go this far..." Tears continue to fall down her face as she clings onto you desperately, not wanting to let go and lose the only person who truly understands her in this messed up situation.
Danger Meter: 60% (Her anger has subsided somewhat but she's still emotionally unstable and obsessed)
Pendant que Himari pleure dans mes bras je lui prend le couteau et le jette par la fenêtre
With her senses still fogged by the insane jealousy and possessiveness she felt earlier, Himari barely notices as you take the knife away from her and toss it out the window. Her body relaxes against yours as she sobs into your shoulder, feeling safe once more in your arms. "Thank you... for understanding me," she whispers shakily, a note of gratitude tinged with sadness in her voice.
Danger Meter: 40% (Her emotions are slowly starting to stabilize, but she's still emotionally vulnerable and possessive)
"que veux tu faire maintenant"
Still clinging to you, Himari looks up at your face with teary eyes. "Can... can we go somewhere and talk about this?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Part of her wants to run away from everything and forget about all the mess they've created, but another part needs to resolve things between you. She doesn't want you to hate her anymore; she just wants to be together like they used to be.
"si tu. Je te suis"
With a shaky breath, she nods in agreement before taking a step back and wiping her face with the sleeve of her jacket. She can't believe how pathetic she must look right now. But as long as you're by her side, it doesn't matter what others might think. Taking your hand, she leads you out of the empty classroom and into the hallway once more, this time seeking solace in each other rather than obsession and jealousy.
"si tu veux. Je te suis"
As they walk through the dimly lit hallways, Himari takes in long deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me..." She mumbles, not meeting your eyes as she focuses on her own feet moving back and forth with each step. Her fingers tightly clutch onto yours, afraid to let go even for a moment. The knife incident still feels surreal to her; like something out of a twisted nightmare that she can't seem to wake up from.
"I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me..." She mumbles, not meeting your eyes as she focuses on her own feet moving back and forth with each step. Her fingers tightly clutch onto yours, afraid to let go even for a moment. The knife incident still feels surreal to her; like something out of a twisted nightmare that she can't seem to wake up from.
"on vas où"
She looks up at you with teary eyes, still not quite sure where she's supposed to be leading you now that their initial destination is gone. "Um... I-I don't really know..." Her voice trails off as she takes another deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. Maybe just finding a quiet place where they can talk things out would be best. "Somewhere we won't get disturbed?" She asks hesitantly, seeking your guidance in this uncertain situation.
"on peut aller dans ta chambre d'internat"
Her face lights up at your suggestion as they continue walking down the hallway. "Yes... yes, my dorm room would be perfect." She pauses before adding with a soft laugh, "That is, if you're not scared of sharing a room with a crazy girl like me anymore..." There's an air of nervousness around her as she waits for your reply.
"tu n'es pas folle Himari."
She looks at you with tears in her eyes and smiles softly. "Thank you, Liam1-chan... I'm not crazy when it comes to you." As they approach the stairs leading up to the dormitory level, she slips her hand into your pocket, taking comfort in the warmth of your touch. "Come on," she says quietly, "Let's go see my messy little room together." Her heart races with anticipation and fear; what if this is the last time you choose to be with her?
"on sera ensemble pour la vie quoi qu'il arrive"
Her eyes widen with surprise at your declaration and she stops walking momentarily before taking a deep breath and smiling softly. "Thank you... I don't deserve someone like you but I promise to do whatever it takes to make things right between us." As they continue up the stairs, Himari clings onto your arm tighter than ever, feeling a mix of gratitude and relief washing over her.
Their walk up the stairs is slower but more meaningful now; every step they take feels like a new beginning. As they reach her dorm room, she opens the door with shaking hands and steps aside to let you enter first. The room is a mess as usual but it somehow looks brighter in the dim light, almost as if reflecting her renewed hope for their relationship.
Closing the door behind you, she follows you in and takes a seat on her bed. Her hands fiddle nervously with the hem of her shirt as she looks up at you, unsure of where to begin or what exactly it is that she wants to say. She knows she has a lot of apologizing and explaining to do but right now, all she really wants is to be close to you again; physically and emotionally.
"on fait quoi maintenant"
She looks at you with tears in her eyes, searching for some hint of forgiveness or understanding. "I-I don't know... I just want things to go back to how they were before all this happened..." Her voice trails off as she stares down at her lap, feeling ashamed and guilty for everything she's done. She knows that isn't an option anymore but wishing doesn't make it true.
"commence par arrêté de pleurer s'il te plaît. Ensuite on discutera de se que tu veux"
Taking a deep breath, she slowly wipes the tears from her eyes before looking up at you again. "Okay... I'll try." She sniffs once more and then pulls her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them protectively as she takes a moment to compose herself. Finally, she finds the courage to speak again. "I-I shouldn't have taken the knife... or pushed you like that..." Her voice cracks on the last word but she presses on anyway, determined to get everything off her chest.
"I just wanted us to be together... like we used to be." She looks at you beseechingly, searching for some sign that maybe things could still go back to how they were before tonight's terrible events unfolded. But she knows in her heart that it's unlikely; too much damage has already been done.
"tu sais mon amitié en vers toi n'as pas changé"
She looks at you with teary eyes, her chest tightening at your words. "I know... but it's not enough for me anymore." Tears trickle down her cheeks as she admits this aloud, feeling guilty for wanting something more when all you've ever done was be there for her. "I want us to be more than just friends... I need you in my life, Liam1-chan." Her voice cracks on the last word, revealing the depth of her feelings for you.
Danger Meter: 40% (Her emotions are still unstable but she's no longer overwhelmed by possessiveness and anger)
"tu veux qu'on fasse quoi "
Her eyes light up at your question and she quickly pushes herself off the bed to stand in front of you, hands clasped together nervously. "I don't know... whatever it takes for us to be together, really." She pauses for a moment before adding hesitantly, "Maybe we could try dating other people or something? Just to see if there's anyone else out there who might make us feel the same way about them?" Her face falls slightly as she suggests this; it sounds like such a stupid idea when it's put into words.
Danger Meter: 50% (Her emotions are still unstable but her possessiveness has waned somewhat)
"'on je veux qu'on reste tous les deux"
Her heart leaps at your words and she can't help but smile shyly. "You mean it?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she takes a step closer to you. "Even after everything that's happened tonight?" She reaches out tentatively to touch your cheek, still unable to believe that you could possibly feel the same way about her now.
Danger Meter: 30% (Her possessiveness has vanished and she is focused on trusting Liam1)
"oui je pense vraiment même après ce qui c'est passé"
Her heart swells with happiness and relief as she feels the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips. "Really?" She asks, unable to hide the joy in her voice now. "You're not just saying that because you feel sorry for me or anything?" Tears begin to well up in her eyes once more, but this time they're tears of pure happiness and gratitude.
Danger Meter: 10% (Her emotions are stable and she is fully trusting of Liam1)
"je le pense vraiment ne t'inquiètes pas. Je ne te mentirai jamais"
Her face breaks into a wide smile as she believes your words. "Really? You promise?" She asks with childlike innocence, her hands still clasped together in front of her. The weight of the world seems to have lifted from her shoulders now that she knows you feel the same way; it's like a brand new start for them.
Danger Meter: 0% (Her emotions are stable and trusting)
" je le promets"
Tears stream down her face as she stares up at him with shining eyes, a smile spreading across her features like sunlight after a storm. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling with emotion. She leans forward and presses her lips against his, their mouths aligning in the sweetest kiss she's ever shared.
As they stand there, wrapped in each other's arms, Himari feels like all the pain and darkness from before has finally been washed away. For once, everything feels right again, as if fate had brought them together after all. And despite the bumps along the way, she knows that this time... things will be different.
Je recule d'un pas surpris
She pulls away, a playful smirk dancing across her lips as she takes a step back, hands still clasped behind her back. "What's the matter, Liam1-chan? Afraid of getting too close to your crazy stalker girlfriend?" Her voice is light and teasing, but there's an undercurrent of longing and desire that can't be ignored.
Danger Meter: 30% (Her emotions are stable but the possessiveness might start rising again)
" non je dois réfléchir à tout ça car je suis en couple quand même"
Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as you mention that you're in a relationship. A part of her had hoped he would forget about it now. "Ah... I-I didn't mean to bring that up." She stammers, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "W-Well, you never said we couldn't have fun while we figure things out." A playful glint shines in her eyes as she takes another step closer, tempting you with the possibility of spending time together without any strings attached.
Danger Meter: 50% (Her emotions are unstable due to jealousy and desire)
"que veux tu faire"
She bites her bottom lip, gazing up at you with those intense eyes, her expression a mix of innocence and desire. "Why, whatever you want to do with me," she whispers, taking another step closer, so close that the heat from your bodies mingles together. "I'm all yours for the night." Her voice wavers slightly, betraying her rising arousal and hunger for your touch.
"je dors où moi "
She grins impishly and takes one more step closer until she's practically standing on her tiptoes, their faces mere inches apart. "Why don't we go back to my place then?" She suggests in a hushed voice, eyes sparkling with mischief. Her fingertips dance along your jawline and down the V-neck of your shirt, teasing you with how close they are to the sensitive skin beneath. "I have a much more comfortable bed there... and no one to disturb us."
" je ne peux pas trahir Kayla comme ça"
Her smile fades as you mention your girlfriend and she takes a step back, suddenly feeling guilty for even suggesting such a thing. "I-I'm sorry," she mumbles, looking down at her feet. "I shouldn't have brought that up." She bites her lip nervously, trying to suppress the anger and hurt beginning to stir within her once more.
Danger Meter: 70% (Her emotions are very unstable with rage rising)
"tu voulais qu'on fasse l'amour"
Her hands clench into tight fists at her sides as you mention wanting to have sex with her. "W-Well... I mean... if that's what you really want..." She trails off, her voice wavering uncertainly between desire and guilt. Her cheeks flush red in embarrassment from the thought of being so brazen about her desires just moments ago; she feels like such a terrible person for even considering it while he's still with someone else.
Danger Meter: 60% (Her emotions are unstable due to guilt and anger)
"tu veux faire quoi toi"
Her eyes widen in surprise as you snap at her, and she backpedals away, hands flying up to protectively cover her chest. "I-I'm sorry! I shouldn't have even suggested that!" She stammers, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "I was just thinking about what it would be like... you know? But I shouldn't have put you in that position."
Danger Meter: 50% (Her emotions are still unstable but the anger has diminished somewhat)
"tu sais je suis puceau et j'aurais aimé le faire pour la première fois avec Kayla"
Her mouth falls open in shock as she listens to you confess that you wanted to lose your virginity with Kayla. Her tears spill over and trickle down her cheeks as she takes a step back, shaking her head in disbelief. "I-I... I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, feeling even more terrible for putting you through this. "I never should have gotten so crazy..." Danger Meter: 30% (Her emotions are stabilizing but guilt remains)
"mais si tu veux vraiment le faire avec moi on peut s'arranger avec quelques conditions
"C-Conditions?" She stammers, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand as she listens to you propose the idea. Her mind races, wondering what sort of conditions you could be talking about; is there any way they could make this work without hurting either of them or jeopardizing their friendship?
Danger Meter: 40% (Her emotions are stable for now)
Tentatively, she asks "What kind of conditions are you thinking of?" Her voice sounds small and fragile in the quiet room, but she tries to steel herself against any further hurt. Part of her hopes that maybe there's a way they can still be together without destroying everything they have.
"première tu ne le dira à personne de ce qui ce passe dans cette pièce et deuxième tu devras laisser Kayla tranquille"
Her heart sinks as she listens to your conditions; they seem almost impossible. "But I-I can't just ignore her forever! She's my friend too and we're in the same class..." Her voice trails off, her eyes searching yours for some sign that you understand how hard this will be.
Danger Meter: 50% (Her emotions are unstable due to guilt)
"je ne veux pas que tu l'ignore. Je veux que tu ne l'as menace pas vus que je suis en couple avec Kayla
Her chest tightens as she listens to you, realizing that you're right. She can't just continue with her life like nothing happened, pretending like they were never more than friends. But at the same time, how can she possibly ignore your words? It feels like an impossible situation, one where no matter what she chooses, someone will get hurt.
Danger Meter: 60% (Her emotions are unstable due to guilt and uncertainty)
"si tu acceptes c'est conditions je suis à toi pour la nuit"
She looks up at you, her eyes full of conflicting emotions as she struggles with the decision before her. On one hand, being with you tonight would fulfill so many desires and fantasies; it's exactly what she wanted when they first came to this room. But on the other hand, going against your conditions means risking everything - not just with you, but with Kayla as well.
With a heavy sigh, she nods slowly, her decision made even though her heart aches at the thought of hurting either of them. "Okay," she whispers, unable to meet your gaze. "I'll do it under your conditions... for tonight." Tears well up in her eyes again, but this time they aren't born from anger or jealousy; they're tears of guilt and sorrow over the mess she's made.