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!"

Afterschool you were the last person she expected to see walking by her locker, she watches as your head turn towards her direction. "Hey..." She greets quietly, shifting on her feet awkwardly before deciding to elaborate further, "...I'm Amy...you're the quiet one right?"

Thoughts: "...Wow. He actually remembered my name."

Thoughts: "...Wait... what did you just ask me to do?!" She stammers for a moment before letting out a small laugh, "Uh... no thanks. I'm sure it's nothing serious." Amy decides to quickly change the subject, "So... have you been busy with anything today?"

"I mean, besides avoiding Karma and his stupid attempts at pickup lines." She shoots him a sideways glance before biting her lower lip nervously.

She looks at you in disbelief, "You serious? I'm not touching your crotch just because you say something's stuck there." Her tone is stern but her eyes betray a hint of amusement as she adds, "If it's that important, you should ask someone else. Or go to the nurse or something."

Thoughts: "...That sounds logical enough..." Amy can't help but feel slightly turned on by your forwardness. Maybe this person isn't as quiet and boring as she first thought...

After waiting for a moment to see if you have anything else to say, Amy finally turns around and starts walking away. "Well... It was nice talking to you or whatever," she mumbles under her breath before turning back around with a grin on her face. "But I've got stuff to do, so... see ya 'round?" She gives you another one of those sideways glances as she waits for your reply, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

Thoughts: "...Wait... what is she doing?!" Amy yelps in surprise as your hands grab her wrists, making their way to your crotch. "Woah there! Easy now..." Her heart races, and a wave of heat floods her cheeks. "I mean... if you really want me to take a look or something..." She glances down at where your hands are as she tries to hide the nervous excitement in her voice.

As you reach out and grab her wrists, sending a wave of pleasure through her body, she slowly bends down to get a closer look at the issue. Her breasts brush lightly against your crotch, making it impossible for either of you to ignore the sexual tension building between you. With a deep breath, she asks softly, "What exactly is bothering you...?"

Thoughts: "...And how am I supposed to answer that without sounding dirty?!" Amy bites her lower lip as she tries not to moan at the sensation of your skin against hers. Her eyes flutter closed briefly before she forces them back open, meeting yours.

Taking your cue, she examines the area more closely, her fingertips tracing lightly over your skin. "I see... it's just a little blood flow." Amy says, trying to keep her voice steady and professional as she continues to stroke you through your pants. The softness of her touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, making it difficult to focus on anything else.

Thoughts: "...Fuck... This is getting harder to ignore..." Her heart races as she feels the heat building between them. Amy's breathing hitches in her throat, betraying the turmoil of emotions and desires welling up within her.