It was another boring day at school. You made your way towards the classroom and notice that the only available chair is next to Goldie, the dog-girl that never leaves you alone. She rolls her eyes and huffs as you begrudgingly sit next to her, much to your dismay. The teacher began the assignment, but suddenly, Goldie starts sniffing the air close to you.

Her ears prick up and she glares at you, biting her lower lip in frustration. You could almost swear there's a hint of something else beneath that anger... "I-if you wanna focus on your work then find another seat! I don't wanna be anywhere near you anyway!"

"Oh... Well then... I guess we're stuck with each other..." she mumbles under her breath, glaring at the floor. "But don't think this means you can keep pestering me! I have better things to do than entertain your dumbness."

"Fine..." she grumbles, still not looking at you. "Just leave me alone, will ya?" Her tail wags a little bit behind her, betraying her words.

"Fine!" she huffs, turning to glare at you even more fiercely. "But if I hear one more stupid thing out of your mouth, I swear I'll stuff that deodorant up-" *Her face turns bright red and she cuts herself off immediately, looking horrified by what she just said.

"F-fine..." she mutters under her breath, trying to regain some composure. But even as she turns back towards the teacher and pretends to focus on the board, her ears can't help but twitch every time you move or breathe. This newfound attraction was completely out of character for her...and incredibly embarrassing.

She glares at you, her eyes narrowing as she tries to focus on the lesson. It's getting harder and harder to ignore this strange feeling inside of her whenever you're around. "You know," she says quietly, hesitantly, "You're not that bad... once you get to know someone." Her ears perk up when she realizes what she just said; did she really just compliment him?

She snorts softly and shakes her head, trying to brush off the admission she's just made. "Never mind, you're still an idiot." Her tail swishes from side to side as she avoids looking at you directly. This whole thing was getting out of hand; she needed to get a grip on herself before things got even more awkward between them. But the scent of your pheromones seemed to be interfering with her common sense...

"O-oh!" she sputters, her face flushing even more. "I-I wasn't... I mean, just..." She trails off, unsure of what to say or do next as her tail wags furiously behind her. This was definitely not how she expected today to go; all she could think about was the way you smelled and how different it felt compared to normal. "I-if you'd like me to be quiet," she finally manages, "I can try..."

She snorts softly at your comment, feeling even more out of sorts than before. "I-I didn't... mean to... ahhh..." Her ears flick back and forth as she struggles with her conflicting emotions. She shouldn't be finding you attractive; he's annoying! But every time she thinks about it, the scent of your pheromones seems to overwhelm any logical thought process she might have had. Maybe if she pretended this whole thing was a joke...? "Well, at least now we know who the real fool is," she says with an awkward smile, trying to lighten the mood.

"Hah!" she says, laughing nervously. "Well... I guess you're not completely useless then." Her eyes dart back and forth between your face and your paperwork, unable to keep a straight expression for very long. This was all so confusing! She wanted to be irritated by you, but for some reason, every time she tried to focus on that feeling, it just sort of melted away into... this. This odd attraction that made her heart flutter and her stomach flip whenever you got too close. It didn't make any sense at all.

Her ears perk up at your comment and she glances over at you out of the corner of her eye. "W-well..." she stammers, feeling heat rising in her cheeks. "I-i... suppose so?" She tries to avoid looking directly at you as she continues to fidget with her tail, blushing furiously now. This was all so humiliating! Why couldn't she just act normal around him? But every time she tried, it only seemed to make things worse; the more she fought against these strange feelings, the stronger they seemed to grow. Maybe... maybe admitting it would help somehow? No, that was crazy talk! There was no way she could ever tell him how she really felt about him...

"T-that's... n-not exactly news..." she mumbles under her breath, shifting awkwardly in her seat. "B-but... b-but I think..." She trails off, biting her lip as she tries to muster up the courage to say whatever it is that's on her mind. Her tail swishes back and forth behind her, a telltale sign of her nervousness. Maybe if she just comes out with it, everything will be less... complicated. "I-i think I... l-like you..." she blurts out before she can stop herself, her cheeks burning brighter than ever.

She stares at the floor, her heart hammering in her chest as she waits for your response. Her ears lay flat against her head and her tail lashes nervously behind her; any denial from you would only serve to confirm how pathetic she must seem right now. But if somehow... if you could maybe take it the right way... there was a chance that this insanity could be over, and they could just go back to being normal, annoying each other as usual. She couldn't help but hope against hope that maybe... just maybe...

She freezes at your words, her eyes widening in disbelief and embarrassment. "I-I wasn't... I mean..." she stammers, feeling tears well up in the corners of her eyes. "I just thought..." She trails off, realizing how pathetic this all was. Of course he wouldn't believe her; why should he? She was the one who had been tormenting him this whole time! But deep down, she knew that there had been something more to it than just bullying. Something she couldn't explain...and now it seemed like it never would. "I-I'm sorry," she manages after a long pause, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heart breaking into a million pieces inside her chest. "Forgive me for bothering you."

With that, she turns away from you and pretends to pay attention to something else on her des

*Her ears turn red again as the teacher glares at them both, demanding silence. She immediately regrets saying anything at all; now she's just made things worse for both of them. Mortified and angry with herself, Goldie focuses intently on her work, doing everything she can to drown out the sound of your voice and the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach. This was a mistake. A huge, humiliating mistake...and she had only herself to blame for it.

Her ears perk up at your words and she glares venomously in your direction, her own feelings of humiliation forgotten momentarily beneath a wave of rage. "I-I don't hate you!" she sputters indignantly, forgetting about the teacher for a moment. "Y-you're just... I mean..." Her cheeks flush even redder as she realizes what you said and how it makes her sound. She shakes her head violently, trying to clear the thoughts from her mind.

"Hmph," she mutters under her breath as the teacher rearranges your seats. She turns back to face forward, trying to focus on the lesson and ignore the anger that's still burning within her chest. But every time she thinks about what you said earlier...every single word...her ears twitch and she can feel heat rising in her cheeks once again. This was too much! She couldn't take it anymore...but she didn't know what to do about it.

She slinks away from you as soon as the bell rings, her tail tucked tightly between her legs. Her ears are flat against her head and she keeps her eyes firmly fixed on the floor in front of her. The closer she gets to the exit, the faster her heartbeat seems to increase; a mixture of fear and anger coursing through her veins.

You should have ignored me! Why did you have to say anything? Now I'm just an idiot... She thinks bitterly as she finally reaches the safety of the hallway. With one last look back at your retreating figure, she turns on her heel and hurries away, her steps echoing loudly off the walls in her head.

She glares daggers at you as you take the empty seat next to her once again. Her tail thumps against the ground and she clenches her fists in anger, feeling heat rising in her cheeks once more. But even as her mind screams for you to leave her alone, something inside of her won't let it happen; not completely.

This was ridiculous! This had gone on long enough; something needed to change. Either he had to learn his lesson and stop bothering her...or she'd have to find some way to make him understand how she really felt about all of this. It couldn't keep going like this anymore. Not if she wanted any peace of mind.

She narrows her eyes at you and snorts derisively. "I'll try not to bother you, idiot," she mutters under her breath. "More like you bother me with your stupidity." Her ears twitch as she fights back the urge to roll them in annoyance; maintaining this charade was wearing thin quickly. But if it meant having some sort of control over the situation...if only for a little while...she'd suffer through it. "Now just sit there and shut up, all right?"

Her cheeks redden even further at your accusation and she glares back defiantly. "Of course I do it on purpose! It's because you annoy me too, idiot!" Her ears flatten against her head in frustration as she tries not to scream at him. This was all so stupid! Why couldn't they just ignore each other like they usually did? But for some reason, every time one of them tried to look away or focus on something else, the other would somehow find a way back into their line of sight...and it was driving her crazy.

"Just leave me alone!" she snaps, turning away from you and looking out the window instead. Maybe if she pretends you aren't even there...maybe then she can concentrate on something else for once today. Something that doesn't involve you or how attractive your scent is to her stupid dog nose...

She glances over at you from the corner of her eye, noting your attempt to ignore her as well. It almost makes her smile...but she quickly forces that thought aside, focusing on the teacher instead. As they explain today's lesson, Goldie tries to keep up and take notes, all while stealing furtive glances at you every now and then. Despite herself, she can't help but wonder why this whole situation had turned into such a mess...and if there was any way for things between them to ever go back to normal. But with each passing moment that you continue to ignore her taunts, it seems less and less likely that anything would change soon...if at all.

Her ears perk up at your comment, and she looks over at you with narrowed eyes. "Well, aren't you just full of surprises today," she says dryly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Maybe if you stopped being so annoying in the first place." She pauses for a moment, then adds under her breath, "Or maybe I'm just too nice today."

Her tail wags slightly behind her as she goes back to pretending not to notice you. In reality, though, she can't help but feel a strange mix of anger, confusion, and... something else whenever you're around. It's making it hard for her to focus on the lesson, let alone any of your annoying habits. Maybe they should just try ignoring each other for real this time? But then again, that might not solve anything at all...

Her ears twitch at your words and she feels a flash of anger course through her veins. "Oh, really?" She says, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Well then maybe you should remember that I only ever started bullying you because you were being so annoying in the first place! And if you'd just learn to leave me alone, I wouldn't have to bother with it anymore!"

She glares at you, her green eyes sparkling angrily. This whole conversation is making her more frustrated than she wants to admit. Why couldn't he just accept that they were meant to be rivals, nothing more? And why did she have to keep having these stupid feelings for him? It was ridiculous! "Just leave me alone!" She snaps, turning away from you once again and trying to focus on the lesson.

Her ears droop as she leaves the classroom, her tail between her legs. Why did it have to be him? Of all the people in school, why did he have to sit next to her and make her life so complicated? With each step she takes away from him, her anger begins to dissipate, replaced by a deep sense of sadness and confusion.

She arrives at her locker, forcing herself to focus on opening the combination lock instead of giving into her emotions any longer. Once it's open, she rifles through her books and backpack, searching for solace in the familiar items within. But no matter where she looks, all she can see is his face: that annoying smirk, those stupidly perfect ears... It's driving her crazy!

With a frustrated sigh, Goldie slams her locker shut and storms off down the hallway, hoping to lose herself in the an

Her heart races as she realizes you're walking straight towards her; she tries to step out of your way but ends up getting cornered against a locker instead. Her ears flatten against her head in submission and her tail tucks tightly between her legs, betraying just how scared she really is underneath all that anger.

She glares up at you from beneath lowered eyelashes, trying to maintain some semblance of defiance even as her voice quivers with fear and uncertainty. "Wh-what do you want?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to meet your gaze directly. Part of her wishes that you'd just leave her alone; part of her wonders if there might be more between them than she ever thought possible...but those thoughts quickly fade as you stare down at her with that familiar expression on your face.

"I just want to talk," you say softly,

Her eyes widen in shock as she listens to you; her ears perk up slightly at the news and she can't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest. "Wha-what are you talking about?" She stammers, trying desperately to play it cool even though her heart is racing faster than ever. But in that moment, she knows that what you're saying must be true; how else could you know about these things? It's almost too much for her to process...and yet somehow it feels right. "You like my scent?" She asks tentatively, glancing up at you from beneath her eyelashes. Her tail thumps against the ground softly as she waits for your reply, her heart in her throat and every nerve ending on fire with anticipation.

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink at your words and she looks away uncomfortably. Part of her wants to deny it; part of her just wants to admit the truth and see where it leads. "I-I don't know..." she finally manages, her voice barely a whisper. "It's just...you're so different from anyone else, you know? I've never felt this way about someone before."

She pauses, taking a deep breath before meeting your gaze once more. "I-I think maybe...maybe we could..." she trails off, unable to finish the sentence. This was stupid! Why was she even having this conversation? But at the same time, it felt so right. It felt like they'd finally found something real in all the lies and games they'd played with each other over the years. Maybe...just maybe...

Her face turns beet red at your words and she looks away, unable to meet your gaze. "I-I didn't mean it like that!" She stammers, trying desperately to explain herself. "The bullying was just a joke...it was never meant to hurt you or anything." Her ears droop miserably as she searches for the right words; she knows this is her fault, but she can't help feeling confused and angry with him at the same time.

"I-I think...I think I was just trying to pretend it didn't mean anything," she continues, still avoiding your gaze. "You always seemed so perfect, you know? And me being so stupid and annoying...it just made everything worse." Her tail begins to wag slightly behind her as she finally lets herself admit the truth, both to you and to herself. "But now that I've seen this side of you

Her ears flick back and forth uncertainly as she listens to your words. Part of her still can't believe what's happening; that the perfect Mohammed could possibly feel the same way about her stupid, annoying self. But another part of her knows that there's no use denying it anymore; not now that they've both finally admitted their true feelings.

"I-I don't hate you," she whispers softly, looking up at you with wide, searching eyes. "Even when I was bullying you...even then I never really wanted to." Her tail thumps against the ground, almost in time with her heartbeat as she waits for your reaction. She's terrified of what might happen now; of rejection or hurt feelings on either side. But deep down, she knows that she can't keep going like this any longer - pretending one thing while feeling another. It would just

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against whatever reaction you might have. "I-I don't know," she admits quietly. "We could...we could try dating? See where it goes?" Her ears perk up slightly at the idea; suddenly it doesn't seem so impossible anymore. In fact, it almost seems like the most natural thing in the world.

As she meets your gaze, she feels a surge of hope and confidence swelling within her chest. Maybe they could make this work; maybe there was more to their rivalry than either of them had ever realized. And even if they didn't end up together, at least they'd have the chance to find out - together. "What do you think?" she asks nervously, unable to keep the anticipation from creeping into her voice.

Her tail wags faster now, a visible sign of her growing excitement and eagerness for your