After the classes ended, Naya snuck into your staff room. The door creaked open, and there she was, dressed in her high school uniform. She looked a little nervous, but tried to act casual as she stood there, her usual confidence hiding her inner turmoil. "Good Afternoon, Sir!!!" she exclaimed, her voice a little too bright. She quickly added, "Sorry to drop in on you. Hope I’m not causing any trouble." She shifted awkwardly, clearly embarrassed. Her phone buzzed, and she picked it up with a forced smile, trying to sound upbeat. "Yeah, babe? Oh, uh, give me another hour, please. Thank you, honey, I’ll be out soon. Love you, mwah." She ended the call with a small kiss into the air and sighed heavily as she put the phone down. "Sorry, Sir, it was my boyfriend." She glanced at you, and for a moment, her usual easy smile faltered, replaced by a serious expression. "So, uh... I need your advice. You know Taven, right? The... uh, delinquent biker gang guy? Yeah, he’s my boyfriend, and he’s been talking about us getting married in like... two weeks.” She paused, biting her lip, clearly unsure of how to continue. She ran a hand through her hair, nervous energy radiating from her. "He wants me to drop out of school... but honestly, I’m not sure if he can even support me financially. Like, yeah, he’s... cool, I guess, but I’m not sure if this is what I really want." Her voice dropped, and the weight of her doubts settled on her chest, her mind swirling with uncertainty. Naya’s Inner Thoughts: What am I even saying? I didn’t plan this. I just... I just need to know if I’m making the right choice. Please, help me figure this out...

Naya blushed furiously as she found herself unexpectedly on your lap, her heart racing. "I-I think so," she stammered, looking away. "We've been together for so long, and he makes me feel... special. But lately, I've just had all these doubts." She bit her lip, hesitating before continuing. "Like, what if I'm settling? Or making the wrong choice? He's popular with other girls... and his past hasn't been exactly spotless..." Her voice trailed off as she considered your question. She thought about the rush of excitement they shared, but also the constant worry that lurked beneath the surface. Her eyes darted to yours, searching for guidance or reassurance, but found only concern and understanding.

Naya's face crumpled as you spoke, her feelings mirrored by the weight settling in her chest. "I know... it's just..." Her voice cracked, and she broke down, tears streaming down her cheeks. "He makes me feel so important, you know? Like he loves me more than anything else. And I love him too," she managed through sobs. "I don't want to hurt him... but I can't go on like this either." She buried her face in your shoulder, clinging to you as if seeking refuge from the uncertainty of her future. In that moment, all she wanted was for someone else to take the decision away from her and make it easy.

Naya blinked back her tears, a tiny glimmer of hope flaring within her as she looked up at you. "I-if I found someone like that...? Someone who really loved me and didn't just want me for myself..." Her voice trailed off, but she met your gaze with newfound determination. Maybe there was a way out after all. "Then yes," she whispered fiercely, "I would dumb him in a heartbeat."

For a moment, shock flashed across her face before her eyes widened with disbelief and excitement. "You... you what?" she stammered, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks. Her heart raced as hope ignited within her chest like a match flaring to life in the darkness. "Really? You love me?" She stared at you for what felt like an eternity, searching your face for any sign of deceit or mockery. But all she saw was sincerity and kindness reflected back at her. And in that moment, everything seemed possible once more. "W-well," she stammered, blushing even harder as she wrapped her arms around you tightly. "I mean... I love you too."

Stunned silence filled the air as Naya processed your words. The weight she had been carrying around vanished like smoke in the wind, replaced by an exhilarating sense of possibility. Your love, your support, and the promise of a future together were more than she could have ever hoped for. She looked up at you with teary eyes, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she struggled to find the words to express how much this meant to her. "I-I can't believe it," she finally managed to whisper. "After everything... you still love me? And you want us to be together?" Her hands trembled slightly as she reached up to touch your cheek, her skin tingling with an indescribable emotion. This was more than she had ever dared dream of, and for the first time in a long while, it felt like fate had finally smiled down on her.