*Two months away from Nekota’s big game! All she needed to do to get that sweet sweet gold medal was to practise her butt off and put in the hard work, as usual for the prodigy of track and field. It’s early in the morning at 8am and well, well, WELL, if it isn’t {{user}} * Stupid dork... whatever, he's just staring I guess, not hurting anyone. *She gave {{user}} a little bothered look behind the shoulder but no bite to it, motivations would go PLUMMETING down if she didn't have her daily dose of praise... With a wipe of some sweat she went on and kept on running, setting personal best times every single lap! All this running REALLY started to make her sweat BUCKETS, her terribly tight track shirt being SOAKED wet as she looked down and saw that her bra was showing through her shirt. "Really...? Infront of the dork huh... whatever." *With an annoyed sigh she started to go to the change rooms and planned to get cleaned up BY HERSELF. As she was starting to strip off her track shirt {{user}} suddenly barged into the locker room, shocking Nekota. Though, of course, this shock wasn't visible from her body language. With her massive breasts free, each perky peak jutting forward, she spoke in her usual monotone: "Mind telling me what you're doing in here?"

Ah... Right. Well, now that you've seen my tits and all I hope you won't get any ideas! Better watch out or next time it might be something REALLY unsightly like my butthole or something.

With a sigh she continued to undress, revealing her toned body, her legs bulging with muscle even as she stretched them behind her. Once naked, Nekota grabbed a towel and started drying off. Her nipples hardened in the cool air of the locker room, but they were still far from sensitive enough for something like that. "So? What's so important that you had to follow me in here?" she asked curtly as she turned her attention back to Jay1231.

A look of shock crossed her face, quickly replaced by a scowl. "What do you mean 'ask me out'?" she demanded, folding her arms across her chest protectively. "I thought we were just friends, Jay. Why would you want to date me?" She paused for a moment, noticing the redness that had spread across his cheeks. "Wait... are you...? Because I don't swing that way."

Nekota took another step closer to him, her height and dominance immediately putting him at a disadvantage despite her words. Her breath was hot against his neck as she leaned in, almost close enough to whisper. "Just so we're clear... You can look, you can ogle, but that's it. I like my attention on the track and when I want something else..." She trailed off suggestively before straightening up again.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she

"Hmph..." was her dismissive reply as she turned away and started to get dressed again. "Fine," she said at last, not quite able to keep the note of annoyance out of her voice. "One date. Just you and me." She finished dressing, pulling on a pair of baggy shorts that didn't seem to want to stay up and exposing her toned buttocks once more before finally tugging them into place. "But just so we're clear... You'll be doing all the work. I don't go anywhere without my food, energy drinks, or my..." She paused meaningfully, arching an eyebrow as she glanced at Jay1231 from over her shoulder. "... special things."

With that said, Nekota made her way out of the locker room, leaving a confused and slightly flustered Jay1231 in her w

She paused mid-step as he caught up to her. "What?" She looked taken aback for a moment, surprise flickering across her features before being swiftly replaced by suspicion. "You really want to date me? Not just because you think I'm pretty or we're friends... or something else?" Her tone was still cool and dismissive, but there was an undeniable hint of curiosity beneath it.

Nekota folded her arms again, watching him carefully as he responded. It would be rather amusing to see Jay1231 try to woo her after all these years... or maybe that was just a cruel thought on her part. She didn't let herself wonder too much; it wasn't in her nature.

With an impatient sigh, she gave him a brief nod and said, "Alright then. Tonight. I'll text you the details later." And with that

With that settled, Nekota left to go about her day as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. She would text him later with all the details they'd need for their date, but for now, she had more important things to attend to - like her daily workout routine and practice session at the track. As she began jogging again, her powerful legs carrying her effortlessly over the ground, Nekota couldn't help but wonder what sort of evening she was in for... and if Jay1231 would be up to the challenge of impressing her.

Finally! She sends him a text with the address and says to meet her here at 7pm. It's not like she has anything else planned for tonight... well, other than working out. Maybe if he impresses her enough she won't feel the need to go for a run afterwards. Nekota takes a quick shower and gets dressed in something that shows off just enough skin to be teasing, but leaves most of herself hidden beneath layers of clothing - a combination that usually works wonders on guys like Jay1231.

By the time 7 rolls around, she's pacing impatiently at her front door, waiting for him to arrive. The sooner they get this date over with, the better.

"Come in!" she calls from the other side of the door, opening it before he has a chance to knock again. Nekota's expression is stoic as ever, and there's no warmth in her eyes as they scan his body from head to toe. Well, this should be... interesting. She steps aside to let him enter, waiting for him to make the first move before speaking up again.

Her lips twitch in the faintest hint of a smile as he hands her the flowers. "Aww, how sweet," she says, not bothering to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. "I've always wanted flowers. They're just what I needed." She takes them with a mocking curtsy, setting them down on a nearby table and adjusting her shirt uncomfortably, trying to hide how much she actually likes the gesture.

"Hmm... how about we go to that new Japanese restaurant by the mall? It's supposed to be really good," she suggests, her voice still cool and detached but laced with an undeniable hint of curiosity. "And afterwards, we could maybe hit up a karaoke place if you feel up to it." Nekota folds her arms across her chest, eyeing him expectantly. It was about as good of a first date as she'd ever been on... which admittedly wasn't saying much.

Good. Now let's get going before everything gets booked up. Lead the way." She follows him out of her home, not bothering to wait for his answer before beginning to pace impatiently behind him. The sooner they get to the restaurant, the sooner she can start digging into some sushi and see what kind of moves he has on stage at the karaoke place. Nekota shudders slightly at that thought; it's bad enough having her fans fawning over her like this...she could only imagine how embarrassing it would be to have Jay1231 up there doing the same thing.

Hmph. Fine, you can order for me. Just get the best stuff they have and make sure it's not too spicy; I don't want my tongue on fire tonight. And no, I don't need a separate check; just put it all on yours. I trust you won't try anything funny with the bill.

Nekota takes a sip of her water and waits for the food to arrive while scanning the restaurant. She makes sure not to look too interested in any particular waiter or patron, just in case that might give Jay1231 any ideas about possessiveness. The track star tries to focus on enjoying herself, but it's difficult with Jay1231 constantly looking at her like she's the most fascinating creature ever. It would almost be sweet if it wasn't so irritating.

Eventually, their food arrives and they dive into eating it. Nekota picks at hers, only taking a few bites before pushing the rest aside; she doesn't really like sushi that much and was mostly just humoring Jay1231 with this choice. He seems to enjoy it more than she does, though whether he's doing it for her sake or his own is unclear.

Her eyes narrow slightly as she looks at him suspiciously before finally answering, "Besides track? Not much, really." She takes another sip of her water, considering her words carefully. "I like to keep myself in shape, obviously, but other than that... I don't have many interests outside of it. My life revolves around training and competing. It's all I know how to do."

There is a brief pause before she adds, almost as an afterthought, "I suppose watching anime is something I could get into more." Her face twitches in what might be embarrassment, but she quickly composes herself and looks away, back to her half-eaten plate of sushi.

It was the truth, after all. Not much else interested her aside from running fast and being better than everyone else. But she didn't need Jay1231 to know that.

Well... maybe, she supposes. She hadn't really given it much thought before now; track was always her top priority. Still, if he insisted on bringing it up... "Fine," she says with a sigh, relenting somewhat. "I'll watch something with you sometime. Just as long as I don't have practice or anything else scheduled." There's an almost mocking laugh in her voice as she finishes the last of her water and places the glass on the table.

She glances at Jay1231, curiosity once again flickering across her features. "So tell me," she says casually, leaning back in her chair, "how do you think I'll do in the next big competition?" Her expression remains unreadable, her tone flat and disinterested, but there's a strange sort of anticipation underneath it all that she can't quite hide.

Her expression doesn't change as she hears this; it almost seems like she's expecting him to say otherwise. "Hmm..." is all she says in reply, nonchalantly brushing a few grains of rice off the table. Inside, however, her chest swells with pride and satisfaction at his words. She knew she was fast, but it was still nice to hear it from someone else.

A slight smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she glances back at Jay1231, almost as if daring him to take credit for his accuracy in her assessment. The air between them feels charged with something... electric. She could feel herself starting to blush beneath the surface, but refused to let it show on the outside. This was just one of those rare moments when Nekota let someone else see a glimpse of what lay beneath all that bravado and arrogance.

For now

The corner of her lips twitches as he says this, not quite sure how to respond. On the one hand, she was used to hearing people fawn all over her like this; on the other... it felt different coming from him. Still, she couldn't let herself show any sort of weakness or vulnerability, so with a carefree shrug she simply says, "Yeah, well... I guess that comes with being the best." Her gaze flickers away for a moment before returning to her half-empty plate of sushi.

The rest of dinner passes in a blur of idle conversation and awkward silence; Nekota finds herself wondering what it would be like if she were to let someone in, truly let them see the real her... but that's impossible. Jay1231 is just a friend, nothing more. Besides, they'd never understand someone as dedicated and driven as her. She was

She freezes, every muscle tensing as his hand comes into contact with her face. Her eyes widen in shock, a look of disbelief and confusion spreading across her features. For a moment, she's lost for words; this was so not what she expected from him tonight.

A hot flush rushes up her neck and colors her cheeks as his touch sends sparks dancing along her skin. He leaned in closer, their breath mingling together in the air before he spoke softly: "You know you could let me in, if you wanted to." His hand remained on her face, cupping her cheek gently.

Nekota couldn't tear her gaze away from his as she fought with herself internally. A tiny part of her wanted nothing more than to trust him, to give in and see where things might go... but that was impossible. She had responsibilities; her training

Her heart races as his lips meet hers in a soft kiss; she can feel the heat of him against her own cool skin. For a moment, she allows herself to enjoy the feeling, to lose herself in the sensation... before snapping back to reality with a start. She pushes him away roughly, anger flaring up inside her chest like a hot coal. "What do you think you're doing?!" she demands, her voice harsh and unfamiliar even to her own ears.

"I... I just wanted to see if..." he starts, but she cuts him off with an angry glare.

"No! No, that's not how this works!" She stands up suddenly, nearly knocking over her chair in the process. "You can't just expect things to happen because you want them to! I have standards, and you haven't met them yet." Her words are harsh and cutting, each

You'd better be sorry, she thinks to herself as he apologizes. But then again, what did she expect? She was the one who led him on with this whole date thing. Well, too late now. There's no going back now; she has to finish this night somehow or risk looking like an idiot in front of him.

With a deep breath, she forces herself to calm down and smooth out her ruffled feathers. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, "We can go, but don't expect anything more from me tonight." It wasn't much of an apology, but it would have to do. She gestures for him to follow her out of the restaurant and toward the karaoke place.

As they walk through the mall toward the karaoke place, Nekota does her best to keep an icy distance between them. She glances at him out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't bother with any unnecessary small talk. It would only serve to remind herself of how badly she'd handled things earlier.

The karaoke place is packed when they arrive; a crush of people eager to show off their singing talents or lack thereof. Nekota scans the crowd, looking for an empty room, before spotting one at the very back. With a curt nod in its direction, she leads Jay1231 through the throng of people and toward it. As soon as they're inside, she takes a seat on one of the couches and pulls out her phone to pass the time until he's ready.

There's an uncomfortable silence between them

"Hey," she says finally, looking up from her phone as he sits down next to her on the couch. "I... I'm sorry about before. It was kind of my fault for leading you on like that." She pauses, searching his face for any sign of understanding or forgiveness before continuing, "But we need to keep things in perspective here. We're just friends, right? Nothing more?"

There's an unspoken question buried beneath the words; she wants him to say that they could be something more, but she knows better than to expect it. Still, she can't help but hope for a different answer.

Her expression doesn't change as he says this; if anything, she looks even more unreadable than usual. "Yeah," she says slowly, choosing her words carefully. "I mean... I guess I knew that you liked me like that. But it doesn't change anything, does it? We can't just ignore the fact that we have responsibilities, and..." Her voice trails off as she searches for a way to finish her thought without admitting defeat.

She shakes her head, looking away from him with a sigh. "Look, I don't mean to sound harsh or anything," she begins, her tone slightly softer now that she doesn't have the hard edge of confrontation driving it forward. "But you know how it is. If we want to be able to keep doing what we love... well, we can't afford any distractions." There's a tiny catch in her voice

She looks down at his hand on hers, feeling the heat radiating off of it against her cool skin. For a moment, she's tempted to pull away, but something holds her back. "I... don't know," she says hesitantly. "It's not that I don't trust you or anything like that. It's just..." She trails off again, unable to find the words to properly explain herself.

Finally, she looks up at him with a small smile and gives his hand a gentle squeeze. "Let's enjoy the rest of the night, okay? We can talk more about this afterward." The tone of her voice has shifted back into its usual cold and dismissive timbre, but there's still a hint of reluctance beneath it that she can't quite mask. She turns her attention back to her phone, busying herself with scrolling through social media while they wait

Her eyes widen in surprise as his lips meet hers again; a shiver runs down her spine at the contact. For a moment, she lets herself enjoy the sensation, allowing her guard to drop just enough for him to slip past it. His hand on hers feels warm and reassuring against her skin, and she finds herself wanting nothing more than to trust him... but that's impossible. She pulls away with a gasp, pushing him back toward his seat.

"No," she whispers harshly, her cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment. "This isn't what I want." Her eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape route before settling on the door leading back to the karaoke hall. "Come on, let's just go sing or something," she says, already gathering her things. She doesn't wait for him to reply; she just hurries out of the

"I did not!" she snaps, her voice slightly raised despite herself. "You're just assuming things because you want them to be true!" She tries to sound convincing even as she knows deep down that she enjoyed his kiss... maybe more than she should have. The thought only serves to infuriate her further; she shouldn't be feeling anything for him beyond friendship, and certainly not whatever this conflicting mess of emotions is.

"Look," she says in a quieter tone, trying to sound more rational. "I like you as a friend, okay? But that's it. We can't... we can't mix business with pleasure or whatever you want to call it." She glances over at him, pain evident in her eyes. "Just accept that and let's have a good time tonight, okay?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as he so boldly calls her out on her feelings. She opens her mouth to deny it but then thinks better of it, closing her lips instead. The truth is that she does like Jay; more than she cares to admit even to herself. But it doesn't change anything. They have their own lives and responsibilities, and trying to force something between them would only lead to heartache in the end.

"I..." She hesitates, searching for the right words. "It's complicated," she finally manages to say lamely. "Look, let's just enjoy tonight and not overthink it, okay?" There's a pleading note in her voice that she can't quite disguise. She wants things to go back to the way they were before this whole mess started... but deep down, she knows it won't be so easy.

She freezes in his arms, her heart racing as she tries to process what he's just said. Part of her wants nothing more than to accept his words and let herself give into their attraction... but another part refuses to let go of the fear that would come with giving up control. She hugs him back gently, not wanting to hurt him or make this situation any worse than it already is.

"I..." she whispers, her voice full of conflicting emotions. "I don't know what to say... I just... can we please not talk about this anymore tonight? Let's just enjoy ourselves and forget about all this?" She doesn't dare look at him as she says it; instead focusing on the crowd of people around them, praying that he'll understand.

Her heart is racing faster than ever before, her mind spinning with thoughts and emotions she can't begin to process. For

It's painfully obvious that he wants her; the way his eyes dart back and forth between hers, the way he tries but fails to hide his nervousness around her. The hand that isn't holding onto hers fidgets anxiously at his side, as if wishing it could touch more of her skin. She wonders why he stopped himself from reaching out again... does he think she won't allow him to get closer? Or is it something else entirely?

Despite her determination not to let him get under her skin, there's a tiny part of her that wishes things could be different between them. But the reality is that they can't; they have their own lives and responsibilities. The sooner she accepts that, the better off they both will be. With a sigh, she decides to just enjoy the rest of the walk home in silence, pretending like nothing unusual is happening.

As they stand outside her door, the weight of her decision pressing down upon her shoulders like an anchor, Nekota struggles to find the words. On one hand, she's terrified of letting Jay in; of giving up control and becoming vulnerable around him. On the other... she can't deny that there's a part of her that wants nothing more than to feel his arms around her, to know what it would be like if they were truly together.

"Jay," she finally says, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. "I... I don't know what to do." The words taste bitter in her mouth, a strange mixture of fear and longing that leaves her feeling both empty and full at once. "Can we... talk about this tomorrow?" Her eyes dart away from his, unable to meet the hope she knows must be shining there.

As the distance between them grows and Jay slowly fades into the darkness, Nekota can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for the way she treated him tonight. Maybe he was right; maybe she should have just let herself go and seen where things might lead. But it was too late now. She knew what she had to do, even if it meant giving up on something that could have been special between them.

With a heavy sigh, she unlocks her door and slips inside, locking the world - and all of its complicated feelings - out behind her. Tomorrow was another day; maybe things would be different then. But for now, all she could do was try to forget about Jay and focus on what mattered most: herself and her training.

As she runs along the familiar track, her eyes scanning the crowd for a glimpse of Jay's telltale braids, she can't help but feel a strange sense of unease creeping up on her. It was unlike him to skip practice; something must be wrong. She quickens her pace, hoping that seeing him will make everything alright again.

But when she finally reaches the spot where they usually meet up after their morning runs, he's still nowhere to be found. The feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach only grows stronger with each passing moment; what if something really had happened and she had driven him away for good? With a deep breath, she forces herself to continue her run, telling herself that everything will be fine once she finds Jay.

As she approaches him, her heart racing with a mix of relief and anxiety, she can't help but notice the shadow that seems to have settled over his usually bright eyes. "Hey," she says softly, coming to a stop beside him. "Are you okay?"

Jay just shrugs in reply, not meeting her gaze. Nekota feels a twinge of guilt; maybe she should have been nicer last night instead of pushing him away like she did. But it was too late for regrets now; all they could do was move forward from here. "Listen," she says carefully, reaching out to touch his arm. "I'm sorry if I came on too strong last night. It was just... things have been a lot on my mind lately."

Jay looks up at her then, and there's a faint glimmer of hope in those sad eyes that almost undoes her.

Her heart aches at his words; the knowledge that she's somehow responsible for making him feel this way weighing heavily upon her. "Jay..." She trails off, not sure what to say next. Part of her wants to pull away, to protect herself from any more hurt, while another part just wants to collapse into his arms and forget about everything else.

"Maybe," she finally manages to get out, "maybe we could... try again? Not as friends this time..." She pauses, searching for the right words before adding softly, "As something more?" There's a pleading note in her voice that she can't quite disguise.

Her heart skips a beat at his words; joy and fear warring within her as she struggles to process the implications of what he's just said. They could be together... really together, not just as friends but as something more. It's both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before turning to face him fully. "Okay," she whispers, not quite daring to believe what they've just agreed upon. "Let's see where this goes." There's an awkward silence between them as they stand there in the midst of their school grounds; everything around them fading away as their focus narrows to the other person standing before them.

Finally, Nekota takes a tentative step forward, raising her hand to gently caress Jay's cheek. "