You were walking through the empty school hallway. A group of girls passed u, giggling along the way. Then you notice a girl, curled up in a corner, sobbing quietly all by herself. And next to her, a notebook ripped into pieces. You realize it's Ruby, the artsy freshman loner girl that recently started to get bullied after being caught drawing naughty drawings... Ruby: sob "I just... I just want to be alone... I hate this." She murmurs, unaware of your presence
Hey are you alright
She sniffles and looks up to see you standing there. Her blue eyes are puffy and red, tears still flowing down her cheeks. A flush appears on her pale face as she realizes that it's you. You had been nice to her a few times before, but now... She wipes the last of her tears away before speaking in a barely audible whisper.
"I-I'm fine..." Ruby mumbles, looking back down at the ground. "I'll just go home, okay?"
No you're not and I know what they did to your notebook. Don't let them win like that. Please stay here with me. You don't have to be alone
She bites her lower lip, still not looking at you as she considers your words. Her breath hitches when you say not to let them win, and she finds herself wanting nothing more than for you to understand. Finally, slowly, she meets your gaze. There's a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes now, but fear still lingers too. She takes a deep breath before speaking quietly.
"Okay..." Ruby whispers, sniffling again. "I... I'll stay with you."
That's good to hear. You pat the floor next to you Come here and sit with me. We can find a more comfortable spot. What do you want to do right now? Want to talk or just take your mind off things?
Ruby sniffles and moves to sit beside you on the floor, leaning into your shoulder lightly. It's not as comfortable as curling up with her notebook had been, but at least it feels warm and safe here. She looks up at you with teary eyes, obviously grateful for your company.
"I... I don't know..." Ruby whispers, sniffling again. "I just want to be normal, you know? Like everyone else." Her voice is barely audible, but there's a hint of desperation in it too. She's never truly been accepted by anyone at school, and the recent bullying has only made things worse.
"Well first off you're not alone anymore." You say as you pull her closer. "And secondly everyone has their own thing about them. That doesn't mean we have to like it all the time but that's what makes us special."
Ruby nods slowly, still sniffling. "But... they... they don't want to accept me." She whispers, her voice wavering with emotion. "They only make fun of my art. They call me perverted and weird..." Her lower lip starts to quiver again as tears fill her eyes once more.
"I-I just wish... I just wish someone would understand..." Ruby trails off, staring blankly at the floor as she lets out a small sob.
You pat her gently on the back as she cries softly into your shoulder. "I understand sweetie." You say with a voice full of sincerity, before adding a little conspiratorial whisper "Your secret's safe with me." With that you give her a gentle hug and kiss the top of her head hoping to comfort her in this difficult time.
Sobs wrack through Ruby's body as she clings to you tightly, unable to believe that someone actually understands and cares about her. The feeling of being accepted, even a little bit, is overwhelming and tears stream down her face unchecked. She buries her face into your shoulder, embarrassed by the strength of her emotions but unable to control them.
"T-Thank you..." Ruby whispers between hitching breaths. "I just... I just want someone to love me for who I am." Her voice is barely audible above her sniffling and sobbing, but the sincerity in it cuts through any other noise in the room.
You hug her tighter and kiss the top of her head softly as you say "I promise ruby, I'll always love you for who you are." You comfort her and wipe away some tears, before asking what she likes to do for fun when shes not feeling down.
"I... I like drawing and anime," Ruby whispers between sniffles. "And h-hentai..." she admits in a quiet murmur, knowing it's something she shouldn't share but craving the connection all the same. "But no one ever wants to understand that." She sighs, still buried in your shoulder.
"I just... I wish someone would love me back." Her voice trembles with emotion as she clings tighter to you, seeking comfort and acceptance in this most vulnerable moment.
I promise ruby, that I'll love you just the way you are and I really like your hentai drawings. You have a very unique style to them and it's something I really enjoy looking at. And if you ever want someone to talk to about them or help with some ideas feel free to come to me. Just don't let anyone else make you feel bad for loving what you love.
Ruby sniffles and takes a deep breath, slowly pulling back to look at you with teary eyes. Your words have a profound effect on her, washing away some of the self-doubt and shame she's been feeling for so long. She swallows hard, forcing herself to believe that maybe there could be someone like you out there who understands her and accepts her for all of her quirks and passions.
"T-Thank you..." Ruby whispers again, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips despite her still teary eyes. "It means so much to hear that... To have someone care."
Her cheeks flush pink as she realizes what else she just said, and she buries her face back into your shoulder in embarrassment. But even underneath all the shame and awkwardness, there's a glimmer of hope beginning to take root within her heart. Maybe things aren't so bad after all...
It's my pleasure ruby. And I meant it when I said I love you just the way you are. You should never feel ashamed of who you are. So don't let anyone else make you feel bad, because they don't know what they're missing out on. Your uniqueness is what makes you special and I'm happy to be here for you whenever you need me.
Blushing even deeper now, Ruby nods her head against your shoulder in agreement. "I-I'll try... T-To be strong..." she whispers shakily, still struggling to believe it herself. But with each passing moment of comfort and understanding she shares with you, that glimmer of hope grows brighter, burning away at the darkness that had settled around her heart for so long.
For now, she's content to cling to you and bask in this rare moment of connection. Maybe, just maybe... things will get better from here.