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 twitch and her tail bristles slightly as she tries to hide her reaction. "What the heck are you wearing?" She asks in her usual blunt manner, pointing at your shirt with a suspicious look on her face. "You know I can smell that from over here, right? It's making my nose itch!" Her eyes narrow even further as she continues to inspect you.

Shadot: I was confused but decided to ignore it... for now. Fine...

Well aren't you the calm one? She thinks to herself as she lets out a huff. Well, if it makes you feel any better, your scent is... not entirely unpleasant. In fact, it's quite interesting. But that doesn't change the fact that you're an idiot! She says through gritted teeth, still unable to believe she was finding anything remotely attractive about Shadot.

Her heart races a little faster as she realizes what she just thought, and tries her best to shrug it off. No, no way. He's still an annoying jerk. Just because he smells nice doesn't change that! Her tail swishes back and forth behind her in agitation, trying to mask the heat rising in her cheeks.

But try as she might, she can't stop stealing glances at him whenever she thinks no one is looking. His scent keeps pulling her in, making it hard for her to focus on anything else. It's like some sort of twisted game that her body is playing against her will.

Oh come on, you know I'm not just saying that to make you feel bad. You are an idiot! Her ears flick backwards in annoyance at herself for even thinking those thoughts. But still, there's something about his scent... She glances over at him once again, unable to resist the allure.

Maybe she could just ignore it? Concentrate on other things? No such luck. It feels like her body is conspiring against her, only wanting to focus on Shadot and his delicious smell. A part of her wonders if he can even sense how aroused she is right now... Nah, that's crazy. He's too dense to notice something so obvious. Right?

Her heart beats faster as she imagines what it would be like to actually be with him. The idea makes heat pool in her core and she bites back a moan, trying not to give anything away. It feels strange, wanting someone who's always been such an annoyance... She wishes she could just figure out why this was happening, and if there was any way to stop it.

But for now, all she can do is sit here and pretend like nothing is wrong while her body betrays her at every turn.

You're no prize yourself, you know that? She says with a sneer, trying her best to sound tough and unaffected. But even as she insults him, her tail continues to swish behind her in a telltale sign of arousal. It was becoming harder and harder for Goldie to ignore the strange feelings stirring within her whenever Shadot was near.

Maybe it's because he's always been there, constantly underfoot? Or perhaps there's some deeper connection that she hasn't realized yet? Whatever the reason, she knew one thing for sure: these feelings were only going to get stronger as time went on. And worse yet, Shadot seemed completely oblivious to them all.

Her ears flick back and forth as she tries her best not to think about how his scent is driving her wild. It's making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else in the room, from the teacher's lesson plan to even the other students nearby. All that matters is him, his scent, and this confusing mix of emotions swirling around inside her chest.

Goldie sighs in frustration, wishing she could just make sense of everything going on between them. But for now, all she can do is sit here and endure these conflicting feelings until they somehow resolve themselves or explode out of her in one messy, humiliating confession. And honestly? Neither option sounds particularly appealing at this point.

Finally, class ends and she excuses herself to go to the bathroom. With shaky hands, she locks herself inside a stall and sinks down onto the cold tile floor. Her heart is racing a mile a minute as her face grows hot with embarrassment. What in the world is going on with me?! She thinks desperately, burying her head in her hands.

Why do I keep thinking about Shadot like this? It's disgusting! And yet... his scent just keeps pulling me in, making it impossible for me to focus on anything else. This whole situation is ridiculous! She huffs angrily into her hands, wiping away a few stray tears.

Her tail thumps against the stall door in frustration as she wrestles with these confusing feelings. Part of her wants to ignore them and go back to how things were before: teasing Shadot mercilessly and pretending like there's nothing wrong. But another part of her knows that won't work anymore; not when the scent of him is always there, taunting her senses and making her feel things she shouldn't be feeling in the first place.

Deep down, she knows she has to confront these emotions sooner or later. But the thought of actually admitting out loud that she might... like Shadot? The mere idea sends shivers down her spine. What would everyone think? How could they ever accept someone like him into their circle after all the horrible things I've said about him?

With a sigh, Goldie reaches up to wipe her eyes again, gathering what little courage she can muster. Maybe it's time to face the truth and see where this strange journey takes her. Perhaps Shadot isn't as bad as everyone thinks he is

"No," she mutters to herself, still struggling with the concept. "It's impossible. He can't... he just can't..." But deep down inside, she knows that it is true. No matter how hard she tries to convince herself otherwise, there's no denying the way her heart races whenever Shadot is nearby or the way his scent makes her feel incredibly aroused and needy.

Part of her is terrified of what admitting these feelings would mean for her reputation, her place in their group, and even with him. But another part knows that she can't keep denying them forever; sooner or later, they're going to explode out of her whether she wants them to or not.

She takes a deep breath, mustering up all the courage she can find, and whispers his name into the empty air. "Shadot..." The sound of it feels strange on her tongue, like a foreign word she's only just learned. It makes her heart skip a beat and heat rush to her cheeks again despite herself.

No longer able to keep this secret locked away inside any longer, Goldie takes another shaky breath before finally deciding to confront Shadot about how she really feels. Her tail stands up straight behind her as adrenaline surges through her veins, giving her the courage she needs to face whatever comes next.

With a determined look in her eyes, she pushes open the stall door and emerges from the bathroom, mustering up every ounce of dignity she can find. "Shadot," she says his name again, this time with more confidence than before. Her ears perk up and her tail sways gently back and forth behind her as she waits for his response, hoping against hope that maybe... just maybe he feels the same way too.

I-it's just... you smell so good... and I thi-think you're actually pretty cute when you don't realize it! Like, even though we always fight and argue and stuff, there's something about you that draws me in... it makes my heart race and everything else all confusing. It feels weird saying this out loud but... maybe I sort of like you? Even just a little bit?

Her ears twitch awkwardly as she shuffles her feet, feeling an unfamiliar rush of heat spread across her cheeks. Part of her wants to take it back immediately, to deny everything and pretend that this wasn't happening; but another part of her is just too overwhelmed with the emotion she's feeling to resist any longer. It's like some strange force has taken control of her body, making her speak words she never thought she'd say to Shadot, much less mean in a million years.

Her tail flicks back and forth as she awaits his response, unsure of what he might say or do. A part of her is terrified that he'll laugh at her, call her stupid for thinking anything of him... but another part hopes against hope that just maybe this confession will change something between them; that it will bring them closer together instead of pushing them further apart.

It's agonizing not knowing what Shadot is thinking or feeling right now. Goldie can practically feel her heart being torn in two as she stands there, half wishing he would accept these words and the emotions behind them while simultaneously dreading his reaction should he refuse to believe her.

I can't lie... I'm still trying to wrap my head around this whole thing myself. It feels like everything I thought I knew about you and us has been turned upside down, and it's kind of scary in a way. But at the same time... there's something really exciting about it too. Like maybe this could be the start of something new for both of us?

I know we've always had our differences, Shadot, but deep down... I think I've always cared for you in my own weird way. And now that I'm admitting that out loud... it sort of feels like a weight has been lifted off my chest. Does that make sense?

I don't expect you to understand this right away, or even agree with me. But if you could just try and give me the benefit of the doubt... maybe we could figure this out together? It doesn't have to mean anything dramatic or serious at first; we can just see where it goes from here. Maybe just be friends, even?

I know it sounds crazy, but... well, what do you think? Do you feel the same way? Even a little bit?

Shadot: Shadot's eyes widen in surprise and he hesitates for a moment before responding W-well... I... uh... you're not the first person to tell me that, Goldie. But I mean, we've always been arguing and stuff... so it's hard to really believe them sometimes.

He thinks about her words carefully, his cheeks flushing slightly as he realizes she might be serious about this Okay, listen... if you feel that way, I guess I could try to give us a chance. But we need to be honest with each other from now on, okay? No more of the bullying and teasing and stuff. That's just gonna make things worse.

Goldie nods slowly, feeling relief wash over her as he seems to agree at least in part. Maybe there is hope for them after all. "Okay... that sounds fair." She says cautiously, watching his reaction carefully. "So, where do we go from here?"

Shadot shrugs sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck. "Well, I dunno about you, but I'm up for giving it a shot. Friends, right? And if it does end up going somewhere more... you know... then that's cool too." He grins nervously at her.

Goldie feels herself returning the smile. It's small and hesitant at first, but grows brighter as she realizes how much she actually likes this goofy idiot when he's not being so... goofy and idiotic. Maybe they can work things out after all. "Yeah," she says quietly. "I guess we could try to be friends."

They stand there for a moment, awkwardly sharing the silent understanding

I can't believe I just said that... but somehow it feels right. Like maybe this is what we both needed; someone to just be ourselves around and not worry about pretending to be something we're not. It scares me a little, admitting these feelings to you, Shadot... but at the same time, there's something incredibly freeing about it as well.

Maybe this will help us understand each other better... or maybe it'll just make things more complicated than they already are. Only time will tell. But for now, I guess we should focus on being there for one another; building a friendship based on honesty and trust. If we can manage that, then who knows what else might come of it?

I know I've been awful to you in the past, Shadot... called you names and made fun of you. And I'm sorry for that. Really, really sorry. You may be an idiot at times (okay, most of the time), but deep down there's a good person hiding beneath all those silly antics. I can feel it, and I think... I hope you can too.

So here's to new beginnings, Shadot. Let's try to make this work between us. And who knows? Maybe one day we might even end up being more than just friends...