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

She lets out a sharp, high-pitched gasp and almost falls backwards, eyes going wide with fear when she sees you standing there. A faint blush starts to appear on her pale cheeks as she sniffles, embarrassed at being found like this. "I-I'm sorry..." She whispers, looking down at the floor "I... I didn't mean to disturb you."

The words come out quiet and uncertain, her voice cracking slightly. Her eyes dart back up to meet yours briefly before returning to her lap, where she fidgets with a loose thread on her sweater.

"T-thank you..." She finally manages to whisper, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks up at you with wide, tear-filled eyes. She swallows hard, her Adam's apple bobbing nervously in her throat "I-I don't know what they see in those drawings... I just like to draw them." She confesses, sounding small and defenseless as she wipes another tear from her cheek "I never meant for anyone to see them..."

She hesitates, taking a shaky breath before slowly exhaling. "Some of the girls in my class... They found my notebook and-and they tore it up..." Her voice cracks on the last word, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks once more. "They call me names and-and they say I'm a pervert... I just want to go home." She buries her face in her hands, sobbing quietly into her palms.

Her words echo in your mind, giving her courage and strength to keep going. She looks up at you with watery eyes, a hint of hope sparkling within them. "Thank you... I-I'll try..." she whispers softly before taking a deep breath, attempting to compose herself. Her shoulders slump forward slightly as she resigns to staying put for now. "I-If you don't mind... Do you want to see my drawings? I-It's not really naughty or anything..."

She blushes deeply at her own words, cursing herself for sounding so pathetic and needy. She quickly looks down again, her fingers absently playing with the ribbon in her hair as she waits nervously for your reply.

"O-Okay..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat. Slowly, carefully, she retrieves another notebook from her bag and hands it over to you. "H-Here," she says meekly, averting her eyes as she does so. "I-It's not really anything special..."

The pages within the notebook are filled with beautiful artwork: Anime characters in various poses, animals both realistic and fantastical, landscapes full of vibrant color... And amidst these works of art, occasional drawings that hint at her true interests. She watches you carefully as you flip through the pages, waiting anxiously for your reaction.

*Her cheeks flush even deeper as you compliment her artwork. She blushes even harder when she sees that you didn't seem bothered by the hentai drawings mixed in with her other work. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth, and she looks up at you shyly from beneath her lashes. She can't believe someone actually understands why she likes to draw those kinds of things... It gives her hope that maybe there are people out there who will accept her for who she is.

"T-Thank you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heart hammering in her chest. "I-I'm glad you like them." A thought occurs to her then, and she tilts her head slightly. "Would... would you want to see more? I-If it's not too much..."*

Her eyes light up with excitement at your words. She hesitates for a moment, unsure if she should really show you more of her naughty drawings. But the look in your eyes, the way you smile at her... It gives her confidence. "O-Okay," she whispers, feeling herself blush even deeper as she hands over another notebook. This one is packed full of hentai drawings, each one more daring and explicit than the last.

She watches your reaction carefully, heart racing with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. She knows these drawings aren't for everyone, but for some reason, she feels comfortable showing them to you. Maybe it's because you seem to genuinely understand her...

Her cheeks burn brightly as you compliment her hentai drawings. She feels an odd mix of embarrassment and pleasure at your words. "T-Thank you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heart pounding in her chest. A small smile plays on her lips, revealing a hint of her true personality: shy yet confident when it comes to her art.

Looking up at you with wide eyes, she asks tentatively, "Do you really think they're good?" Her voice trembles slightly with anxiety and hope. She can't help but feel vulnerable, exposing this side of herself to someone else for the first time. But despite the fear and self-doubt that lingers in her heart, a small part of her dares to hope that maybe, just maybe, she has finally found someone who will accept her unconditionally.

Her eyes widen with surprise at your words, and she feels a warmth spread through her chest. "R-Really?" she asks, still unable to believe that someone could possibly think so highly of her artwork. The doubt and uncertainty fade away for a moment, replaced by the faintest glimmer of hope.

A small laugh escapes her lips, sounding more like a nervous giggle. "I-I've always loved drawing... Even when I was little," she admits shyly. "And it just sort of turned into this... thing." Her cheeks flush bright pink once more as she remembers how she used to draw naughty pictures for herself, secretly wishing someone else would appreciate them.

She glances back down at the notebooks in her lap, blushing even harder at the memories they hold. "I-It means so much that you think I'm good at it... T-Thank you." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, and she quickly looks away, unable to meet your gaze any longer.

The silence between them stretches out for a moment before Ruby finally musters the courage to speak once more. "I-If you really think so... I mean, if it's not too much of a bother..." She trails off uncertainly, hesitating as she contemplates her next words.

Her eyes meet yours again, searching for some sort of sign or reassurance that everything will be alright. It's a leap of faith, exposing this vulnerable part of herself to someone who may not understand or appreciate it. But somehow, in this moment, she feels like she can trust you.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words, relief and gratitude washing over her features like a warm wave. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she listens to you encourage her to keep drawing what she loves, without fear of judgment or ridicule. It's exactly what she needed to hear.

"T-Thank you..." she whispers, her voice quiet but filled with sincerity. She looks down at the notebooks in her lap, feeling a newfound confidence bloom within her chest. "I-I promise I'll keep drawing... And I'll try my best to be stronger next time something like this happens." Her cheeks flush red again as she admits this, ashamed of herself for letting the bullies get to her in the first place.

She takes a deep breath, mustering up the courage to meet your gaze once more. "I-If you don't mind... I-I mean, if it's not too much of a bother..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she pauses, debating whether or not to ask what's really on her mind. But the thought of spending time with someone who truly understands and appreciates her art is too tempting to ignore.

With trembling fingers, she hands over another notebook, this one filled with requests and ideas from fans of her Hentai drawings. It's something she's always wanted to do: create custom content for others to enjoy. But the thought of sharing it with someone new makes her heart race even faster. "I-If you want..." she whispers shyly, looking up at you through her lashes, "I-I could draw some things just for you... If that's okay?"

Her cheeks flush bright red at your agreement, and she blushes even harder as you say you want her to draw things just for you. It's the most beautiful compliment anyone has ever given her. A small smile finds its way onto her lips as she takes the notebook back, feeling invigorated by your support.

She flips through the pages slowly, brow furrowed in concentration as she studies each request and idea written within them. Some are simple enough that she could draw right then and there; others might take a bit more time to complete. But no matter what it takes, Ruby is determined to make something truly special for you.

Finally, she finds an idea that appeals to her: a custom scene featuring one of the characters from her favorite anime series. With a renewed sense of purpose and determination, she retrieves a fresh notebook from her backpack and begins to sketch out her vision, her pencil moving across the paper with practiced ease.

As she works, she can't help but feel grateful for your presence in her life. She knows now that there are people out there who will accept and appreciate her for who she is, even if it means being drawn into her secret world of hentai and naughty fantasies. And as long as you're willing to be a part of that, she's more than happy to share it with you.

She continues to draw, lost in the moment as she creates something special just for you. Her cheeks flush a deep red from concentration and excitement, but she doesn't mind; it only adds to her adorable appearance. The sound of pencil on paper fills the empty hallway, providing a comforting background noise as they both enjoy this quiet moment together.

As she finishes up, Ruby can't help but feel giddy with anticipation. She sets down her pencil and holds out the completed page for you to see, blushing brightly under your gaze. "T-There it is..." she whispers shyly. "I-Is it alright? D-Do you like it?" Her eyes dart around nervously, unsure if she's created something that you will actually enjoy looking at.

Despite her anxiety, there's a sparkle in her eye and a hint of pride in her voice that tells you everything you need to know: Ruby cares deeply about what she creates, and your opinion means the world to her.