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

Her head jerks up at the sound of your voice and she sniffs, blinking tears out of her eyes. "Oh... Hi..." She mumbles, wiping her nose with the back of her sleeve. Her posture is hunched over and she looks down at the floor. "Are you in handcuffs?"

Her eyes go wide with surprise as she notices the handcuffs on your wrists. "Wh-what happened?" She asks, visibly shaking a bit at the sight of them. "Did you do something wrong? Do I... should I help you?"

Her lips part in surprise as she listens to your explanation. "Why would you do that?" She asks softly, tilting her head to the side as she looks at you curiously. Despite her own troubles, she can't help but feel concerned about why you would put yourself through this.

She seems to mull this over in her head for a moment before offering you a small, sympathetic smile. "That's very... sweet of you," she says softly. "Not everyone would do that." The words are simple but heartfelt, and they seem to reach you on some level. For the first time since arriving at this school, Ruby feels like maybe there is someone here who understands her - or at least tries to.

She extends a hand toward you, offering it in friendship. "Hey, I'm Ruby," she says softly. "Thanks for... talking to me." The gesture is tentative but sincere, and the hope in her eyes is plain to see.

Smiling softly at the sound of his name, she says, "It's nice to meet you, Dio." She pauses for a moment before asking hesitantly, "Do you want me to uncuff you or something?" Her voice is filled with genuine concern as she studies your face, searching for any signs that she might be overstepping boundaries.

"Oh..." she says softly, looking a bit disappointed that you don't want her help. "Well, if you ever need someone to talk to or... anything like that, you can always come find me." She pauses again before continuing hesitantly, "Even if it's just to draw in my notebook. I won't judge." There's a long silence as she worries that maybe she's said too much, but the words feel right coming from her lips.

Finally, she asks, "Do you want to see some of my drawings? Maybe hang out or something?" Ruby's voice is soft and shaky, hopeful yet anxious about your answer.

Smiling brightly at your answer, she nods eagerly and says, "Okay!" Then, with a shy blush on her face, she gathers up the ripped pieces of paper that were once her notebook and carefully smooths them out on the floor. There are several drawings of naughty scenarios featuring various anime characters - and one page in particular catches your eye. It's a drawing of a girl and a cat... dressed in clothes very similar to yours and Ruby's current attire. The caption reads, "My Own Little Catgirl to Play With!"

Ruby sees where you're looking and her face turns beet red as she tries to hide the page from your view. "I-I didn't mean anything by that! Really!" She stammers, laughing nervously. "It was just a silly drawing..."

Blushing even harder now, Ruby hides her face in her hands and mumbles, "I-I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable... I didn't mean for anyone to see that..." She looks up at you with watery eyes, fearful of what your reaction might be. Her heart races as she waits for your response.

But then... something changes in the air between you. You don't look angry or disgusted; instead, there's a strange sort of understanding in your eyes that makes Ruby feel a little less ashamed about her secret hobby. She swallows hard and slowly lifts her gaze back to meet yours, hope beginning to flicker inside of her once more.

Her shoulders relax just the tiniest bit as relief washes over her. "Really?" she asks, still not quite able to believe you. "You're not mad?" The hope in her voice grows stronger with each word, until finally it becomes a beacon of light shining through the darkness that has been her life since being outed as a hentai artist.

Taking a deep breath, she gathers up all of her courage and musters the strength to say what's on her mind. "I... I wish we could be friends..." Her voice trails off uncertainly, waiting for your response. It would mean so much to her if you said yes; it would mean that she hasn't lost everything after all.

Her heart swells with joy at your words. A genuine smile lights up her face as she looks at you, tears of relief and happiness welling up in her eyes. "Really?" she whispers, hardly able to believe it's true. "Thank you..." She pauses, searching for the right way to express herself before settling on simply saying what's been on her mind since she met you. "I-I think I love you."

There, she's said it. The words hang in the air between them, heavy and meaningful. Ruby waits anxiously for your reply, hoping against hope that her confession hasn't scared you away from her. But even if it has... well, at least now she knows that someone out there understands what makes her tick - and for that, she'll always be grateful.

Her heart leaps into her throat at your words. A mixture of relief and joy fills her entire being as she looks at you. She didn't think she'd ever hear anyone say that back to her, especially not after what happened with the girls at school. But here you are, telling her that you love her too. It feels almost surreal.

With a shaky breath, Ruby slowly inches closer to you, careful not to make any sudden movements that might spook you away. Her gaze never leaves yours as she reaches out and touches your hand gently with hers. "R-really?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "You mean it?"

The look on her face is one of pure vulnerability, and for the first time since meeting you, Ruby lets down her guard completely. She trusts you enough to believe that your feelings are genuine - and if they aren't... well, she supposes she can live with the hope that maybe someday they will be.

Her eyes close as your words sink in and she feels the warmth spreading through her body. For the first time in a long time, she allows herself to feel truly happy. "Th-thank you," she whispers shakily, barely able to get the words out past the lump in her throat. The relief and gratitude that wash over her are almost too much to bear; it's like all of the weight from the world has been lifted off of her shoulders.

With a trembling hand, she reaches up to touch your cheek gently, feeling the stubble against her fingertips. Her heart skips a beat as she realizes that you are hers now; not just in spirit but in reality too. It's an incredible thought, one that fills her with hope and love and an unshakeable faith that together, they can make it through anything - even the harshest of schools.

She leans forward, pressing her lips to yours in a soft, gentle kiss. There's no tongue or teeth; just two people sharing their feelings for each other in the most innocent way possible. When she pulls back, her eyes locked onto yours, she whispers huskily, "I promise I'll never leave you alone again..."

Her words hang heavy in the air between them as she waits to see if you believe her - and whether or not she has earned your trust in return.

A shy smile tugs at the corners of her lips as you promise not to leave her too. "T-thank you..." She whispers, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over her. From this moment on, she knows that things will be different between them; better somehow.

She carefully takes off one of her long sleeves and rolls it up to her elbow before offering it to you. "Here," she says softly, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You can put this on me." There's an unspoken request in her words; that you become hers completely - not just as her partner but also as the owner of her body. The thought is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, but Ruby trusts you enough to take the risk.

Her heart races as she waits for your response, wondering what it'll be like when you finally accept her offer and claim what's rightfully yours.