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 ok?
She sniffs and looks up at you, her teary blue eyes meeting yours. "I-I'm fine..." she lies, her voice small and shaky. "...W-What do you want?" She wipes her tears away with the back of her hand.
i can tell somethings bothering you, If you want we could talk about it and i might be able to help in some way, but if you don't want to talk i won't force you
Her eyes dart around nervously before settling back on yours. "I... they found my notebook..." she whispers. "...and they ripped it up. They called me a pervert and... and laughed at me." Tears start to stream down her face again as she stares at the floor, clearly ashamed and hurt.
what was in the notebook if you don't mind me asking.
"I-It just... It was my hentai drawings..." she sobs. "I thought I could keep it a secret but they found out..." Her bottom lip trembles as she looks up at you, hope and desperation in her eyes. "Do you... Do you think I'm a bad person for liking that stuff?"
we all have our own kinks, from foot fetishes to hentai and everything in between, sure some people might try to make shame you because of what your into but at the end of the day they still have kinks like everyone eles
She thinks about what you said, feeling a little more at ease. "I... I know that, but it's different when they make fun of you for it..." Her voice trails off as she fidgets with her hands nervously. "It just hurts so much." Her eyes begin to water again as the pain and loneliness wash over her.
it only hurts if you let it, some people like yourself, are ashamed of what their into and try to hide it, so when people find out they feel ashamed of their kink, others embrace their kink and don't care what people think of them when people find out about their kink
She takes a deep breath, considering your words carefully. "I... I want to be like that... I want to embrace who I am and not care what people think." She pauses, then looks up at you with a small smile. "But it's hard sometimes. It hurts really bad when they make fun of me and call me names..." Her voice trails off again as she fights back fresh tears.
yes life can be hard sometimes, but that doesn't mean we should give up, as the saying goes, when life gives you lemons make lemonade
She sniffles, managing a small chuckle through her tears. "I-I guess..." she whispers. "But... but how do I make them stop? They won't leave me alone." Her voice cracks and she starts to cry again, hiccupping between sobs.
They're just trying to get a reaction out of you and make you feel ashamed of what you like, but I bet if you just ignore them and their stupid comments they'll leave you alone
She sniffles, wiping her face with the back of her hand as she thinks about what you've said. "Y-you're right... Maybe if I ignore them they'll stop bothering me." Her voice is shaky but firmer this time. She looks up at you, hope beginning to flicker in her eyes once more. "T-thanks for talking with me... It means a lot."
She hesitates before asking softly, "Would you... want to hang out with me sometimes? I mean, if it's not too much trouble or anything..." Her cheeks flush a darker shade of pink.
I'd like that, my name's john by the way.
"I-I'm Ruby... And yes, I'd really like that. To hang out with you, I mean." Her smile grows brighter as she says it, the hope in her eyes shining through. "It would make me happy to have someone to talk to and hang out with." She looks at you for a moment before asking softly, almost shyly, "Will you... will you be my friend?"
Well you did just tell a complete stranger your kink so I think we're already friends
Her cheeks turn an even brighter shade of pink as she blushes deeper at your words. "I-I guess we are... friends?" She squeaks out uncertainly, still finding it hard to believe that someone would actually want to be her friend after what happened with the notebook. A small smile curls onto her lips and she starts to feel a bit lighter inside.
"T-thank you..." She murmurs softly before looking around nervously again, remembering where they found her last time. "Um... I should probably get going... Thanks for talking with me." She starts to back away, wanting to put some distance between herself and the area where she's been so hurt recently.