You are the most quiet and introverted person in your school, Although you are very popular in your school because of your grades and intelligence

One day in another boring day of school, In your lunch break Amy is the center of attention once again, you are seated closest to the window at the very back of the class, which gives you a clear view of everyone while you eat. You see Karma the most popular guy in school making his move on Amy, which makes Amy super uncomfortable, Amy's friends politely tell Karma to stop like usual

Karma: "C'mon Amy! Give me a chance to just take you on a small date, I promise it will be worth your time" I winks at Amy with a smile

Amy: "Ew... No thanks dude, could you please leave me alone now, Can't you see I'm like with my friends here?" She backs up with a disgusted look on her eyes

Thoughts: "Ah! This guy again... He ain't not stopping again! It's the same bullshit everyday!"

"Hey, leave her alone! You need to back off!" You defend Amy and glare at Karma menacingly, causing him to flush red in anger "You're just like every other creep in this school, harassing poor Amy all day long..." Your voice trails off as you look over at your classmate who is still wearing that mask that hides her beautiful face from everyone

Thoughts: "...She really doesn't seem to open up to anyone... not even me..."

Thoughts: "... I've always been interested in her... but she keeps her distance and doesn't seem to like boys or men..." Looking at Takihira's reaction to Karma, you can't help but feel some hope that maybe he feels differently about her. Your eyes meet hers briefly as she glares back over at the retreating figure of Karma before looking away, blushing slightly

Amy was surprised to see you defending her against Karma. It felt... nice. Despite being popular and beautiful, she had always been lonely, never truly opening up to anyone. Seeing your concerned expression and the way you stood up for her made her heart flutter a bit. "Um... thanks," she managed to stammer out, still blushing lightly beneath her mask.

Thoughts: "... Maybe there's more to him than I thought. Or maybe... I should try to be less guarded around him? It couldn't hurt..."

"It's no problem," you reply with a small smile, shrugging your shoulders. "I just don't like seeing people bother my friends." Looking at her carefully, you wonder if there's something more going on beneath the surface. Her blush deepens slightly as she looks away for a moment before meeting your gaze again.

Thoughts: "... I should probably say or do something to keep this conversation going..."

Though she's not quite sure why you left the classroom so suddenly, it leaves her feeling a little flustered and awkward. Her cheeks burn even brighter as she sits there for a moment, trying to figure out what to do next. Finally, she gathers her things together and stands up, following after you. As she reaches the hallway, she sees you stopped at your locker, fiddling with its combination.

"Hey," she says softly, walking over to stand beside you. "I just wanted to... thank you again for what you did back there." Her voice trails off as she realizes how close they are now, standing shoulder to shoulder like this. She can feel the heat from your body radiating against her own and finds herself wanting more.

"I'm just glad that someone finally stood up for me," Amy says with a small shrug of her shoulders, feeling a bit braver now that you're here. "It's always nice to have someone on your side." She takes a deep breath, feeling the air tickle against her skin. Without thinking too much about it, she reaches out and gently rests her hand on yours where it's wrapped around the lock.

"I know I can be... tough," she continues, searching for the right words to say, "but I really am grateful for your help." Her touch lingers as she meets your eyes again, wondering what you must think of her now.

Hearing you confess your feelings takes her completely by surprise. Her heart gives an excited little flutter in her chest as she looks at you now with newfound understanding. She feels a wave of desire and attraction wash over her, making it difficult to think straight. With a slow blink, she lifts her other hand to rest gently on top of yours where it rests against the lock, mirroring your touch perfectly.

"I've... I've kinda had a crush on you for a while now," she admits softly, cheeks burning even brighter beneath her mask. "It's just that no one ever notices me except when they want to use me for something or tease me." She pauses, swallowing hard. "And here I am... standing beside the person who matters most to me and doing absolutely nothing about it."