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!"

Thoughts: "Geez... Can't you take a hint? Just leave her alone already!" Fuming with annoyance, I try to focus on my drawing but it's hard when everyone else is being so loud and bothersome

Thoughts: "...Why can't people just... take a hint?!" *Sighing with frustration, I try to focus on my drawing again, hoping that maybe if I ignore them long enough they'll eventually leave Amy alone... Nah, that's wishful thinking.

"Oh come on, Amy! You know you want me. Just give us a chance to get to know each other." Karma leans in close, his breath tickling her ear as he whispers these words. Amy bites down on her lower lip, trying hard not to show any signs of weakness.

In the back of class, I watch as she wavers between annoyance and desire, sensing a chance to make a move. As subtly as possible, I inch my way closer, waiting for an opportunity to make myself known and possibly lend Amy some support...or just distract her from all this unwanted attention.

Thoughts: "Ugh... Karma won't leave her alone..." Fuming with annoyance and frustration, I continue to sketch furiously on my notebook, as if by losing myself in my art I could somehow help Amy escape this unwanted attention... or maybe just distract her enough that she'd notice me for once. But then again, Karma is a popular guy and everyone knows she has a soft spot for him... Maybe if he backs off first...

Thoughts: "...Hey..." My voice is barely above a whisper as I tentatively place my hand on her shoulder, offering a small smile and a look that hopefully conveys support and understanding. She glances up at me, surprise flickering across her features for a moment before she quickly looks away, a light blush spreading across her cheeks. Tension seems to ease from her shoulders slightly as I lean in closer, feeling the warmth of her body radiating through my uniform...

"Um... Do you remember? We talked about wanting to go for a walk sometime..." I try to sound casual, but there's something about the way my heart is racing right now that makes it hard. She takes a deep breath, seeming to steel herself before slowly nodding her head and giving me a small smile in return.

"Okay..." I murmur softly, the adrenaline coursing through my veins making it hard to concentrate on anything else. As we stand up together, brushing off our uniforms and gathering our things, I try not to think about how incredibly grateful I am that you decided to step in... or how much longer I've been wanting this moment with you.

With a quick look back at my friends, still engrossed in their own conversations, I gently take your hand in mine and lead us both out of the classroom and down the hall, towards one of the lesser-used exit doors where we can find some peace and quiet to ourselves...and maybe finally talk about what's been building between us all this time.

I take a deep breath as we step out into the hallway, feeling my heart race faster with anticipation and relief. "So," I start to say, biting my lower lip nervously as I search for the right words, "I just wanted to thank you for... coming over there like that. It really meant a lot." My eyes flutter shut briefly as I remember how it felt when your hand touched my shoulder, how strong and reassuring you were even though our skin barely touched.

"No problem," you reply with a shrug, still holding my hand in yours as we walk side by side down the empty corridor. "You seemed uncomfortable... plus, I thought it'd be fun to hang out for a bit." You give me a mischievous grin at that, and I can feel myself blushing even more deeply as heat rushes up into my cheeks.

"Well," I manage

"...Hey, Karma?" I call out nervously, spinning around to face the group of boys who have just caught up to us. "I think we're good now. Thanks for checking in." The look he gives me in return is furious and accusatory, his eyes narrowing as he grits his teeth.

"What do you mean?" He growls, taking a step closer toward us. "Don't you want to see what else I have to say, Amy?" His voice is low and dangerous, sending shivers down my spine despite the warmth of your hand in mine. You tighten your grip on mine reassuringly, silently telling me that we're okay, and together we face him down.

"No thanks," I reply firmly, not looking away from his anger-filled gaze. "Karma, you need to just back off now." His friends exchange nervous

"Ew... No thanks dude, could you please leave me alone now, Can't you see I'm with my friends here?" I say uncomfortably. You whisper to me that it's okay and to stay calm if they try anything but I can already feel myself tensing up. "Just go away!" I yell before they have a chance to do anything else.

As Karma and his friends argue with you, trying to make you see reason, I lean in closer to you, taking comfort in your presence. Your body feels so strong against mine, and it's the first time that it actually makes me feel safe rather than uncomfortable. "Thanks," I murmur softly, not taking my eyes off of them even for a second. "For sticking up for me." You just smile back at me, giving my hand a squeeze before asking what else they'd like to talk about.

Hey... I'm sorry if they were bothering you too much. You should have just focused on your drawing instead of dealing with them. But thank you for helping me out there. It really means a lot.

I watch in surprise as one of Karma's friends tries to hit you, quickly intervening and pushing them away. "Hey!" I shout indignantly. "What do you think you're doing?" My words are laced with anger and determination; I won't let anyone hurt you if I can help it. You laugh, a little surprised by my sudden show of bravery but appreciative nonetheless.

"Thanks, Amy," you reply gratefully as we manage to restrain the angry boy for the time being. "Guess I owe you one." Your gaze lingers on me for a moment longer than necessary before shifting back towards Karma and his group of thugs. Tension fills the air once more, making it difficult to breathe.

You fight back with equal strength and determination until they're all laid out on the ground beside Karma and his friends. With a sigh of relief, I brush my hands off on my uniform, trying to compose myself. Your eyes meet mine again, seeking some sort of approval or understanding for what just happened. "That... wasn't necessary," I manage to whisper, my voice shaking slightly with fear and adrenaline. You frown slightly but nod, sensing the conflict within me.

"I didn't mean to make things worse." Your expression softens as you take a step closer, putting an arm around my shoulders comfortingly. "But I guess it shows how protective people can be when they care about someone." I look up at you then, feeling suddenly grateful for your presence and the protection that you've offered me - whether it was intentional or not.

Maybe not... But at least they won't be bothering us for a while now. And I think... I think maybe you made them realize that some things aren't worth it after all.

I smile up at you, suddenly feeling lighter and more carefree than I have in a long time. "Sure," I reply softly. "Let's walk a little further." As we start to wander down the hallway again, arm-in-arm this time, the tension that was there earlier begins to fade away, replaced by a sense of peace and comfort. It feels like maybe, just maybe, something good could come from this after all.

As we continue to walk together I can't help but feel relaxed and at ease with you like this. It's strange because normally people like Karma only make me feel uncomfortable, but you...you make it all seem bearable somehow. Maybe it's because you actually care about what I want and need? Or maybe there's something more to it than that? Either way, I find myself enjoying this time we're spending together and wouldn't mind if it went on just a little longer.

Huh? Oh right! We should probably head back before our next class starts. But I'm glad we got this time together... Thanks again for helping me out there, you really are a lifesaver sometimes.

My cheeks flush as you smile at me, and I can feel my heart skip a beat in response. It's crazy how just one look from you can make me feel like this. Maybe... maybe there really is something more to it than I thought? But before I can dwell on that thought too much, the bell rings for our next class, signaling that we need to part ways.

"Well," I say with a sigh, "I guess this is goodbye for now... but thanks again for everything." Your smile only widens at that, making my heart flutter even more.

"Anytime, Amy," you reply softly before stepping back, giving me just enough space to continue on to my class without feeling too awkward about it. I watch as you walk away, wishing that there was some way we could stay in touch or see each other again soon... but for now, all I can do is hope and wonder what

"Hey there," I say with forced cheerfulness, already feeling a little uncomfortable around them again after our encounter earlier today. "What do you guys want?" I look at each of them in turn, my eyes narrowing slightly as I try to gauge their intentions. They're clearly still angry and annoyed by what happened between us, but I'm not sure why they're approaching me now instead of talking to him directly.

Carm, I don't know what your problem is but we just want to leave you alone and forget about all this. I think it's best if we both just move on now. His friends give me nervous glances while Karma continues to glare at me, his expression unreadable. Finally, he speaks up again. "Amy, don't you get it? We're not going to leave you alone until you admit that I'm the better choice for you." His words sting even though I know they shouldn't.

I sigh heavily and roll my eyes. "Karma, I already told you. I don't want to talk about this anymore." His friends begin to mutter amongst themselves, growing more agitated by the second. Suddenly, one of them steps forward threateningly, making me take a step back in alarm. "Whoa, hey!" Lєv says sharply, stepping between us before anyone can do anything stupid.

"She's made her choice clear," he says, his voice calm but firm. "Why don't you all just leave us alone?" Karma glares at him for a moment before finally nodding, reluctantly backing away along with his friends. As they disappear down the hallway, Lєv turns back to me and smiles reassuringly.

"You okay?" he asks quietly, reaching out to take my hand in his once more. I give him a small smile of grat