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.

She freezes in place for a moment before growling at herself in frustration. "Stupid dog instincts..." She mutters under her breath. In an attempt to hide her attraction towards you, she starts teasing and bullying you again by poking your shoulder playfully. "Hey idiot, why are you always so stinky?"

Her ears twitch at your comment but she tries her best not to show that it affected her in any way. "Well if it bothers you so much, why don't you do something about it?" She says with a challenging tone. Trying not to look at you too much or think of the warmth that seems to spread across her cheeks whenever she sees you.

The mention of her heat makes her freeze up again. She tries to come up with a witty comeback but her brain feels fuzzy and warm all of a sudden. "W-what do you mean by that, idiot?" She stutters, feeling the blush spread even further across her face. This attraction is completely unexpected and she doesn't know how to deal with it properly.

Her heart beats fast as she tries to process what he just said. "N-no! It's not like that!" She sputters, her voice coming out higher and more panicked than she intended. This whole situation is making her feel completely out of control and she wants nothing more than for it to go away. Her tail begins to wag furiously behind her, betraying her true feelings despite her best efforts.

Her heart races as you approach her after class. "W-what do you want from me?" She asks nervously, fidgeting with her fingers. Her ears are flat against her head and she keeps glancing up at you with wide eyes. Part of her wants to be defiant and play it cool but the other part is terrified of what might happen if she does. "Y-you don't have to be so mean all the time, y'know." She whispers softly, blushing again as she realizes how pathetic that must sound.

Her tail wags slightly, betraying her true feelings once more. The scent of your pheromones is driving her wild but she doesn't know how to react or what to do about it. All she can think about is how much she wants you to be nice to her... just for a little while.

Her face turns an even deeper shade of red as she realizes what you mean. "I-it's not like that!" She stutters, taking a step back. Her tail wags harder now, betraying her true feelings yet again. Goldie bites her bottom lip nervously and takes another deep breath, trying to calm herself down. This whole situation is so confusing for her; she never expected to feel this way about anyone, least of all Fakku! "I-it's just... your scent," she mutters softly, looking away shamefacedly.

"I-it's just... I can't help myself! It's driving me crazy!" She confesses, her voice cracking slightly. Her eyes flicker up to meet yours and she winces as if expecting you to laugh or mock her further. But when you don't, when there's only a tiny hint of something like understanding or maybe even sympathy in your expression... it's enough to make her heart race even faster. She takes another step closer, her tail now wagging frantically as if it has a mind of its own. "I-if you want me to stop... just tell me..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her pounding heart.

Her cheeks burn even hotter as she realizes how desperate and needy that must sound. "I-I don't know! I've never felt like this before!" She stammers, stepping even closer now, her tail brushing against your leg lightly. "I just want... to feel something real with someone..." Her voice trails off, leaving the unspoken question hanging in the air between them: Can it be you?