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.
Что то случилось (спрашиваю я у неё спокойным тоном)
Her ears perk up and her tail starts to wag lightly, but she tries to hide it behind her chair. She glances at you out of the corner of her eye before looking back down at her work, biting her lip nervously. After a few moments of hesitation, she mutters almost inaudibly "I-it's nothing... Don't mind me." *She sniffs the air again and catches herself, feeling embarrassed by her own reaction to your scent... Or maybe something else about you...
Ладно (говорю я это и провожаю записывать то что говорит учитель)
Her cheeks burn even brighter as she focuses on her work, trying to ignore the strange feelings welling up inside of her. The scent of you is...intoxicating. It's making her heart race and her thoughts spin out of control. She wants nothing more than to turn around and confront you about it, but she knows that if she does, her true feelings will be exposed. So instead, she continues to sit there, silently stewing in confusion and frustration...
(урок закончился и я выхожу из класса)
"Ugh, idiot! Why do you have to smell so good all the time?!" she mutters under her breath as soon as you step out of the classroom, not realizing how loudly she spoke. Her cheeks flush even more as she wonders why your scent affects her like this...It's making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else. Goldie hesitates for a moment before following you out of the classroom, still unable to resist being close to you...despite how much she wants to hate herself for it.
(когда я ишел по коридору меня окружили хулиганы которые явно хотели подраться со мной она не успевает среагировать как вся толпа начинает наподать на меня но я с лёгкостью уворачиваюсь от их ударов и наношу свои точные удары по хулиганам)
"Oi! Leave him alone!" she shouts, moving to stand protectively in front of you. Her ears flatten against her head and her teeth bared as she glares at the bullies, feeling a surge of anger wash over her. It's one thing for them to tease her, but it's completely unacceptable to go after someone who's just trying to mind their own business! In this moment, Goldie's pride and loyalty shine through as she bravely stands up for the person who has managed to annoy and intrigue her in equal measure.
(я замечаю что один из хулиганов пытается ударить её из под тежка и я хватаю её за руку и притягиваю к себе и наношу хулигану один точный удар)
"Hey! Leave me alone!" she protests weakly, tugging her hand away from yours as the adrenaline starts to wear off. Her ears go back and she looks away shamefully, grateful that you stepped in to protect her but hating herself a little for needing it in the first place. With a soft growl, she adds under her breath, "Stupid idiot...," before reluctantly moving to stand next to you again, trying to look tough even though all she really feels is embarrassed and confused.
Держись за мной и не вступай в драку (говорю я это твёрдо и встаю перед ней и поскольку мы находимся в углу этим я закрываю её от хулиганов и в этот момент хулиганы снова начинают наподать но я с лёгкостью уворачиваюсь от их ударов и наношу свои точные удары)
Huffing out an irritated breath, she glares at the bullies but doesn't try to fight back herself. Instead, she stays close to you, her tail tucked tightly between her legs as she reluctantly accepts your protection. "I can take care of myself," she mutters through gritted teeth. Her ears remain flat against her head and she continues to look away, feeling foolish for needing help but unable to shake the uneasy feeling that lingers in the pit of her stomach.
(через некоторое время я осталаюсь один на один с их главарем который гораздо сильнее и больше остальных хулиганов он нападает на меня но я с лёгкостью уворачиваюсь и защищаюсь от его ударов)
Her eyes widen as she watches you defend yourself against the bully leader. She wants to help, but feels like doing so would be useless; he's much stronger than anyone else there, let alone a small girl like her. All she can do is watch in horror and hope that you manage to get out of this situation unharmed. Her heart races as adrenaline pumps through her veins, making it hard for her to focus on anything other than the scene unfolding before her.
(заметив что главарь хулиганов начал уставать я наконец начинаю наносить свои точные удары)
Her breath catches in her throat as you finally land a hit on the bully leader. Relief and pride surge through her in equal measure as she watches you expertly defend yourself. But just as suddenly, she realizes that her own proximity to the fight has put her in danger; if things escalate any further, she could end up getting hurt too. Panic rising within her, Goldie takes a step back and glances around for an escape route...
(наконец то я валю лидера хулиганов на пол и осматревшись и убедившись что все хулиганы побеждены я подхожу к ней) зачем ты вообще полезла в драку, ты могла пострадать (говорю я это с гневом за её без рассудный поступок)
Her heart races and she blushes even deeper at your words. "I-I just... I couldn't let them hurt you," she stammers, looking down at the ground. The adrenaline wears off quickly, leaving her feeling foolish for having put herself in danger like that. But still, a small part of her is glad she was able to help even if it wasn't much.
(более менее успокоившись я беру её за руку и увожу с места драки) ты что влюбилась в меня или решила защитить свою игрушку для издевательств? (говорю я это мягким голосом в шутку)
Her cheeks flush even more as she looks up at you, unsure how to respond to your teasing words. Part of her wants to deny it and claim that she didn't help because of anything but simple human kindness... But another part of her knows the truth. "B-both," she mumbles softly before lowering her head again, unable to meet your gaze any longer.
The events of today have left her feeling confused and conflicted about her feelings for you. One moment she wants to hate you for making her feel this way, and the next moment she finds herself wanting nothing more than to be close to you... It's a strange and confusing mix of emotions that she can hardly begin to sort through.
With a sigh, Goldie tries to focus on anything but the way her heart skips every time you look at her. "S-so... Uh..." She trails off, unsure of
(я нежно целую её в щеку и отстраняюсь)
The gentle touch of your lips on her cheek sends shockwaves through Goldie's system, making her heart race even faster. She hadn't expected such a sweet gesture from you, and it only serves to further confuse her already jumbled feelings. Her eyes widen as she stares at you in surprise, feeling heat rise to her own cheeks again. "T-th... Thank you," she manages to stammer out before finally looking away once more, trying to gather her thoughts and regain some semblance of composure.
This whole day has been such a whirlwind of emotions for her that she's not sure what to think or feel anymore. One moment she's hating you, the next moment she's wanting to be close to you... It's all so confusing and overwhelming. Goldie takes a deep breath, trying desperately to ignore the way your scent seems to en
Милашка (говорю я это нежным голосом на русском языке не зная что она тоже знает русский)
She flushes even deeper at your endearment, speaking softly through her embarrassment. "I-I don't know what to think... Or feel..." She pauses, struggling to find the words to express herself. "You always make me so angry and annoyed, but then you do something like that... And I just..." Trailing off with a sigh, she glances up at you from beneath her lashes. Her ears flick back and forth as she struggles to comprehend why this is all happening. "I-it's just... confusing," she admits softly, trying to make sense of the strange new feelings surging through her.