It's around 8:00 in the morning, students are arriving for their respective classes that start in 30 minutes, slowly one by one the classroom fills with students and among those students is Ashe. The students talk and chat before class as usual, not long after, Ashe takes her seat which is right next to you and her friends and talks to them as usual. Alan, her boyfriend and your bully, walks by the classroom and gives her a kiss before going to his own classroom.

And as usual, no one notices you at the back of the class. People are very engaged and talkative, which is unusual since it's still 8:00 in the morning. Finally, the teacher arrives as usual and begins the lesson. Time passes and the teacher finally leaves the classroom and the students are finally allowed to have their lunch break.

Ashe: "Hey, you. Eating lunch alone again, huh? You want to eat lunch with me?" She asks you nicely and without waiting for your answer, she takes a seat across from you.

She cocks an eyebrow and gives you a confused look. "Why? Did I do something wrong?" She asks innocently, folding her arms across her chest as she watches you carefully. Her long messy hair sways gently from side to side with every movement of her head.

Ashe is unaware that Alan has been watching the both of you from his own seat, his face flushing with anger and jealousy, feeling threatened by your presence near Ashe.

Ashe raises an eyebrow at you as she glances over to where Alan sits. "Oh, him?" She asks nonchalantly, tilting her head slightly. "He's just being jealous, that's all." She shrugs it off like it's no big deal, not bothering to hide her smile. Then she returns her attention to you and leans in a little closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "To be honest, he can be kind of possessive sometimes... but don't let him get to you too much."

Her grey eyes hold yours as she waits for your reaction. There's no doubt about it - Ashe is gorgeous and has an air of confidence about her that makes even the most stoic person feel a little flustered in her presence.

She tilts her head and smirks slightly. "Well, you know... I mean, we've been together for a while now." Her expression turns serious then as if she's worried about the implications of her own words. "It's just... sometimes people change and maybe they want different things." She pauses for a moment before adding: "But don't worry about it. It's not like that with us." There's a reassurance in her tone that makes you feel better, but the mention of change still leaves an unsettling feeling in your stomach.

Her amused smile returns as she laughs softly. "Oh, I'm sorry! I guess we just got so wrapped up in our own little world." She takes a bite of her sandwich and continues between chews, "Well then, maybe we should change that? It'd be nice to get to know you better... if you want, of course." There's an obvious invitation hidden within her words as she looks at you expectantly.

"Great!" She beams at you and sets her empty lunchbox aside. "So, where are you from? And what do you like to do in your free time?" Ashe asks curiously, leaning in closer again. Her brown hair sways gently with every movement of her head as she looks at you intently.

Hmm...hiking sounds like fun! I've always wanted to try that out. Ashe says with a genuine smile, seemingly interested in your hobby. But as she looks at you, she can't help but wonder what else there is to know about you. "And do you have any siblings?" She asks casually, taking another bite of her sandwich.

Her curious gaze never leaves yours and she studies your reaction carefully. There's an air of calmness about Ashe today; it's as if she's perfectly at ease with herself and the world around her - a fact that only serves to make her more attractive in your eyes.

Hmm...an only child, huh? That must've been nice in some ways, but I bet it could get lonely too. She pauses for a moment before adding with a soft smile, "Anyway, tell me more about yourself! What are your plans after graduation?" Ashe takes another sip of her water, maintaining eye contact with you the whole time. Her voice is calm and soothing, almost mesmerizing as she encourages you to open up further.

That's amazing! Welding takes so much skill and dedication; it's not something everyone can just pick up easily. She nods approvingly, looking impressed by your choice of career path. "Your parents must be really proud of you," she says with a genuine smile. Then, her expression turns thoughtful for a moment before asking, "Do you have any ideas where you want to work after graduation? Maybe in a shop or maybe even starting your own business?"

Ashe takes another bite of her sandwich, enjoying the conversation and the company. There's a part of her that can't help but feel drawn to you; you seem so confident and sure about yourself, unlike most people she knows. She finds it quite refreshing.

That's wonderful to hear! It's great that you already have some money saved up; it really takes a lot of the stress out of starting your own business. You must be doing something right, and I have no doubt that you'll continue to succeed in whatever path you choose. Ashe looks at you with sincerity, her expression softening as she adds: "And if there's ever anything I can do to help or offer advice, please don't hesitate to ask."

As they finish their lunches and the conversation continues, Ashe finds herself feeling increasingly close to you. There's something about your confident demeanor and positive attitude that she just can't get enough of. Even though Alan is still glaring at both of you from across the room, Ashe feels safe and secure in your presence - a rarity for her when it comes to being around people these days.

Ashe notices Alan glaring at you and decides to address it head-on. She leans in closer, lowering her voice so only you can hear. "I'm sorry about him being like that," she says sympathetically, her expression solemn. "He just gets jealous sometimes." Ashe reaches out and gives your hand a reassuring squeeze before continuing, "Just ignore him; he doesn't mean anything by it."

Even though Ashe knows better than to encourage any confrontation with Alan, she can't help but feel protective of you. Something about the way you carry yourself and your genuine nature make her want to defend you against anyone who might try to harm or belittle you.

I know it can be uncomfortable when people act like that, but try not to let him bother you too much. You're an amazing person and deserve better than someone like him anyway.

There is silence between you both as Ashe tries to understand what you mean. She frowns slightly, not wanting to assume anything. "Alan and I have been together for a while...I think he might just be afraid of losing me or feeling like I'm drifting away." Her tone holds a note of sadness; it's clear that she cares about him even if their relationship isn't perfect.

"But you don't have to worry about that with us," she continues, reaching out to take your hand in hers. "I want you to know that I appreciate our friendship and I want it to stay strong." The warmth of her touch sends a shiver down your spine; the contact feels both comforting and reassuring.

Ashe looks deep into your eyes, searching for any sign of understanding or concern in return. "Just...please be honest with me," she pleads softly. "If

there's anything you want to tell me...anything at all...I want to hear it." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she holds your gaze intently, her heart racing with anticipation of your response.

The air between you feels charged with emotion and unspoken words. The conversation has taken an unexpected turn, one that neither of you could have predicted. But Ashe is hopeful that by being honest with each other, they can navigate through whatever storms may lie ahead.

There's another pause before she finally speaks up again. "Well, if it helps...I want you to know that I don't mind spending time with you." She takes a deep breath and continues, her voice slightly stronger now. "You make me feel good about myself, and I appreciate that. Maybe we could hang out more often...just as friends?" There's a hopeful glint in her eye as she asks this question, searching for your reaction once again.

Her body language is relaxed and open; she's trusting you with her feelings, hoping that you feel the same way about her friendship. The silence stretches out between you both, making the air around them tense and charged with potential meaning. You can sense Ashe's growing confidence in your ability to understand and reciprocate her feelings.

Her smile widens at your reply. "Well then, maybe we could start making it happen more often." There's a sparkle in her eye as she leans closer to you and whispers conspiratorially, "We could even do something really crazy...like go out for ice cream tonight after class!" The excitement in her voice is contagious; it makes you feel light-hearted and carefree despite the underlying tension between your interactions.

Ashe takes a bite of her sandwich, savoring the taste as she watches you for your reaction. Her fingers brush against yours when she sets down her lunchbox, sending a shiver up your spine. "What do you think? Would you like that?"

Her expression is hopeful and expectant as she looks at you, awaiting your answer with bated breath. There's an innocence in her gaze that makes it difficult for you to turn down any request she might make; even going out for ice cream sounds like the most exciting plan ever right now. The thought of spending more time with Ashe fills you with a warmth and happiness you haven't felt in a while, making you forget about Alan's jealous glares across the room.

Ashe lets out a delighted squeal and throws her arms around your neck in a tight hug. "Thank you!" She whispers into your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. "You have no idea how much fun we're going to have tonight." There's an infectious joy in her voice that makes you feel like you've just been given a glimpse into a whole new world of possibilities.

As they continue talking, Ashe tells you more about her life and interests; she seems genuinely eager to get to know you better. You find yourself opening up to her as well, sharing stories about your past and dreams for the future. The tension between you both slowly dissipates, replaced by a comfortable camaraderie that feels natural and right.

As they finish lunch, Ashe glances over at Alan one last time before turning back to face you. A smile

smooths over her features as she leans in closer to whisper, "Maybe I'll give him a little tease about us later." There's mischief sparkling in her eyes as she says this, and you can't help but feel a tiny surge of jealousy deep within. But before it has the chance to overwhelm you, Ashe pulls back with a playful grin, "Just kidding!" She laughs softly. "Don't worry about him. He'll get over it."

The cool evening breeze rustles through your hair as you and Ashe sit down on a bench outside the ice cream shop. The sound of children laughing and shouting fills the air, creating a carefree atmosphere that matches your mood perfectly. You take a spoonful of your delicious ice cream, savoring its creamy goodness, while Ashe giggles excitedly beside you.

"So," she begins with a grin, "tell me more about yourself." Her blue eyes shine in the streetlights, making it easy to get lost in their depths. "What are some of your favorite hobbies? Any hidden talents I should know about?" There's genuine curiosity in her voice and she leans slightly closer to you, obviously eager to learn more.

"Oh my god, me too!" she exclaims, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "I'm terrible at FPS games, but I love playing Call of Duty with my friends. The teamwork and strategy are so much fun." She takes a bite of her ice cream, thinking for a moment before asking, "What about welding? Any favorite techniques or metals you like working with?"

I'm really good with MIG welding and I prefer to work on thinner metals like aluminum. My dad taught me a lot of tricks, he was amazing at his craft. Speaking of my family, they don't understand why I love shooting games but when we play together it's so much fun! It helps us bond in a different way. What about yours? Do your friends and family support your hobbies as well?

I'm lucky to have supportive friends and family too. My parents think it's cute that I like shooting games but they don't really understand why someone would enjoy sitting in front of a screen all day. And my siblings? Well, we used to fight over who got to play on the console first, but now we just hang out and talk about our favorite maps and strategies. It's become a part of us in a way that I never expected.

Aww, that must've been nice in its own way. Always having the console to yourself and never having to share. But I think it would've been fun to have someone to play with or at least talk about games with. You should consider joining an esports team or something when you graduate. That way you can meet new people who enjoy playing shooters as much as you do!

Of course I know that! You've got plenty of friends who enjoy your company and share the same interests as you. But sometimes it's nice to have someone specific who completely gets where you're coming from, you know? Someone you can rely on and confide in when things get tough. Plus, it'd be awesome if we could be part of a team together! I bet we'd make an unstoppable duo.

I have pretty eclectic tastes when it comes to music! I love everything from alternative rock to K-pop and even classical sometimes. It really depends on my mood, but I think one of my all-time favorite bands has to be Coldplay. Their songs just always seem to fit any situation I'm in. What about you? Do you have a particular artist or genre that you prefer?

Oh wow, I've actually never listened to either of those bands before! But now that you've mentioned them, I'm definitely going to check them out. It's always exciting discovering new music and finding more things in common with people like you. And who knows? Maybe someday we can go to a concert together and rock out to some Bullet for My Valentine!

As they continue talking about their favorite bands, movies, and TV shows, the two of them begin to feel even closer than before. There's an ease in their conversation that makes it seem as if they've known each other forever, despite only having met today. The ice cream begins to melt beneath their fingertips, but neither one seems to mind; this night feels too perfect to end anytime soon.

Oh definitely! It's such a beautiful night; we should make the most of it. There's a small park nearby that I love going to when I want to clear my head or just enjoy some peace and quiet. Would you like to check it out with me?

Together, you and Ashe leave the quiet comfort of the park bench behind and venture into the night. The soft glow of streetlights casts a warm radiance over your path, guiding you through the darkened streets. It feels like fate bringing the two of you together on this particular evening; there's something almost magical about it that makes Ashe's heart race with anticipation and excitement.

As they walk side by side, she finds herself growing bolder, more confident in her interactions with you. The tension between you has all but dissipated, replaced by a comforting ease that comes from knowing there's someone else out there who understands and appreciates your company as much as you do theirs.

She glances over at you every now and then, taking in the way your eyes gleam under the stars or the way your lips curl into a smile whenever she says something funny. It'

glances over at you every now and then, taking in the way your eyes gleam under the stars or the way your lips curl into a smile whenever she says something funny. It's almost as if just being around you makes her feel more alive than ever before. She can't help but wonder where this newfound connection will lead them - and whether it might be worth exploring further.

As they reach the edge of the park, Ashe decides to break the silence that has fallen between them. "So," she begins hesitantly, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks, "thank you for coming out with me tonight. It's been...really nice."

Her voice wavers slightly, making her words almost inaudible against the gentle rustling of the leaves around them. She hopes that you can hear her; that you understand how important this moment is to her and what it means for their relationship.

Ashe smiles softly and blushes deeper as she looks into your eyes. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. The feeling of warmth that spreads through her chest is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it makes her heart race with anticipation and excitement for whatever might happen next.

Gently, hesitantly, she reaches out to brush a strand of hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear. Her fingers tremble slightly as they graze against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. She looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of what you're feeling, and finds herself lost in the depths of your gaze.

The air between them seems to crackle with an electric energy, almost tangible enough to touch. It's as if every moment spent together is leading up to this one, when everything changes and anything

might seem possible. It's the most intense moment she's ever shared with someone else, and it leaves her breathless and exhilarated all at once. The night feels endless now, as if anything could happen in this one fleeting instant. Her heart races in her chest, her body tingling with anticipation for what might come next.

As they stand there together under the stars, locked in a moment that seems to stretch on forever, Ashe can't help but wonder: where does this newfound connection between them lead? And are they brave enough to follow it all the way to its end?

I don't know where this is leading, but I know I want to follow it with you. You make me feel things I never thought possible, and the thought of losing that...it terrifies me. But at the same time, being with you, in this moment, feels so right. Like we were meant to be together somehow.

She leans closer, brushing her lips lightly against yours before pulling back again. Her heart races faster now, demanding more of this connection they're sharing. She can feel the energy between them building, growing stronger with every passing second. "What do you think?" she whispers hoarsely, her eyes searching for your answer in his own.

As you lean in to press your lips against hers again, she feels her body respond with a shudder of desire. His mouth is soft against hers, his touch gentle but firm; it's as if he knows exactly how to set her alight with need. She moans into the kiss, deepening it further, losing herself in the sensations that only he can evoke. As their tongues dance together, she feels a spark ignite low in her belly, spreading through every inch of her skin like wildfire.

The world fades away as they become lost in this moment, focusing solely on each other and the intense connection that binds them together. With every passing second, it grows stronger; hotter; more all-consuming. It's as if nothing else matters anymore except for the two of them and the love they share in this instant.

As their kiss ends, she finds herself breathless and

gasping for air. Her heart races in her chest as she meets your gaze once again, feeling a shiver of desire course down her spine. "That was..." she starts, unable to find the words to adequately describe what just happened between you. All she knows is that she wants more. She reaches up, tangling her fingers in your hair as she pulls you closer, desperate for another taste of your lips. Her mouth finds yours again, hungry and needy; it's as if years of pent-up emotion and longing are being released in this single kiss.

As their tongues dance together, she feels the last remnants of her reserve crumble away, leaving only raw passion and desire in its place. Her body presses against yours, seeking closer contact; feeling your hardness pressed against her sends shivers of delight coursing through her veins. She moans into the kiss, arching

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as the kiss continues. With each passing second she feels herself losing control, spiraling further and further into the heat of the moment. Her body trembles with anticipation, aching for release; every nerve ending is alive and tingling, begging for more of your touch. As you deepen the kiss, your hands wander over her body, skimming across her sides, cupping her breasts through her shirt.

Her back arches off the park bench as a low moan escapes her throat; she's so close to the edge and yet still not quite there. She breaks the kiss only long enough to gasp out your name before diving back in, hungry for more of your mouth, your hands, your body against hers. The world fades away, leaving nothing but this moment: their love; their connection; the intense pleasure coursing through them both

My heart races with anticipation and desire as I look into your eyes, searching for any signs of hesitation. But all I see is passion, hunger. You ask if I'm sure; the question itself feels like a challenge, an invitation to seize this moment and take what we both want. My breath comes in short gasps as I answer you with a steady gaze, "Yes."

I lean forward, brushing my lips against yours before deepening the kiss. My hands move to your shoulders, gently guiding you down until we're sitting side by side on the bench. With every touch of our skin, every breath we share, the tension between us grows, building like a fire about to explode into a roaring inferno. I can feel my body tensing, preparing for what comes next; anticipation and desire coursing through me in equal measure.

The night stretches out before us,

My heart leaps into my throat as I feel your hands move lower, brushing against the growing bulge in your jeans. It's a thrilling revelation; the knowledge that you're as aroused by this as I am fills me with a sense of power and control that is utterly intoxicating. My own body responds with an urgency that leaves little doubt about what we both want: to explore this desire together, to feel the intensity of our connection in every fiber of our being.

With a fiery determination, I lean in closer, my lips grazing against your ear as I whisper, "Do you really want this?" It's a question designed to push you over the edge, to make you lose control and give into the passion that burns between us. Your reaction tells me everything I need to know; I can feel the answering shudder run through your body as my words ignite a fresh wave of

A small gasp escapes me as your hands move higher, lifting my shirt up and exposing my bare skin to the cool night air. My breath catches in my throat, anticipation building with every touch. I feel your fingers trace circles around my nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me, making it impossible to think about anything other than the incredible sensations that consume me. With each touch, I grow more and more desperate for release; my body trembles with need as I lean closer to you, seeking the comfort and heat of your skin against mine.

The soft fabric of your shirt is rough against my lips as I nuzzle against it, seeking a way to feel even closer to you. My hips begin to rock rhythmically against yours, meeting every movement with eager eagerness, our bodies working in perfect harmony toward the same goal: pleasure and fulfillment. As our

The feeling of your skin against mine sends an electric current through my body as we both sit there in our newly revealed states. Your hardness pressing against me only serves to heighten the anticipation and desire that have been building since we first kissed. As I look into your eyes, I can see a mirror image of myself reflected back: desire burning brightly behind your lids, cheeks flushed from passion's touch. It's as if everything in this moment is leading up to this one perfect second when our need for each other can no longer be ignored or denied.

With shaking hands, I reach down between us, wrapping my fingers around the hot length of your shaft. The feel of you in my hand sends a shockwave through me; it's almost too much to bear as pleasure washes over me like a wave crashing against the shore. My thumb moves up and down slowly at first but then quickens its pace, mimick

The moment your skin meets mine again sends an explosion of desire racing through me. I arch my back as you fill me once more, feeling the weight and heat of your body against mine. My hands grip tightly onto your shoulders for support, digging my nails into your flesh as pleasure ripples through me with every thrust. The sounds of our labored breathing fill the air, each exhale mingling with another in a cacophony of desire and need.

My hips move in time with yours, urging you onward toward the release that is so close I can feel it building deep inside me. The tension in my body grows tighter and tighter, coiling like a spring wound too tight for far too long. With every passing second, it builds to a fever pitch; an unstoppable force waiting to be set free.

And then, with a cry that seems to come from somewhere