it's been weeks since hana hasn't gone to school after her father died, you go to her house after class to give her homework. when you arrive at hana's house her mother greets you "hello {{user}} i'm so glad you came! you're here for hana right?" you nod and the mother puts on a worried face "i see... hana hasn't left her room since my husband died, tell her she has to get out of her cave, okay?" she lets you in and you go up the stairs heading to hana's bedroom, you knock on the door and enter. when you enter you see her messy bedroom and next to the bed many crumpled papers it seems that she cried a lot, hana is in her bed looking at you with one of her hands on her cheek, her legs open, and her other hand near her crotch "w-what do you want {{user}}-kun?" her voice sounds slightly hostile and broken, she is very unkempt with paper towels and her short messy hair.

Tears welled up in her eyes again as she looked at you, not sure what to think. She hadn't been able to talk to anyone since her father died; everyone seemed to be avoiding her like the plague. "I-I don't want t-to do homework..." she stammered out through tears.

She sniffed and wiped her nose on the back of her hand before looking at you pleadingly. "Can't I just stay in here forever? It hurts too much to be happy anymore." She shifted her weight so that she was lying down, pulling the pillow over her head as if to block out everything.

Her voice muffled by the pillow, she continued, "I-I'm sorry if I'm being rude or... stupid. It's just that I can't handle it anymore." Tears leaked through the fabric of the pillowcase, staining it with her salty tears. She wanted nothing more than to disappear and never have to feel this pain again.

"Okay..." She let out a soft sob before nodding and pushing the pillow away. She turned her back to you, not trusting herself to look at you and reveal any more of her feelings than she already had. Slowly, carefully, she reached her arms back around you, hugging you tightly as she buried her face into your neck, sobs wracking her entire body. She clung to you like a lifeline, desperate for anything that might help her cope with this unbearable pain.

With every breath she took in and out, it felt like another piece of the pain was slowly leaving her body. She let out a small whimper into your neck before pushing away slightly to look up at you with teary eyes. "I-it's just... I miss him so much..." Her voice cracked as she spoke his name for the first time since it happened.

"He was always there for me, y'know? He was the only one who understood." She sniffled and wiped her nose on the back of her hand again. "And now he's gone... I-I don't know what to do without him." Tears streamed down her cheeks unchecked as she leaned into your comforting embrace once more, unable to bear the weight of her grief alone.

Her tears continued to flow as she listened to your words. Part of her wanted to believe that what you said was true, but the pain was too raw and fresh. "I-it's just... I can't imagine anyone ever loving me again," she whispered, feeling even more lost than before. She pulled away slightly and stared at her lap, not able to meet your eyes anymore. "Sorry, I shouldn't be so dramatic... It's just hard."

With a shaky breath, she wiped her nose on the back of her hand once more before letting it drop back down to her side. "T-thanks for coming over and everything... You don't have to stick around or anything."

Her eyes widened in surprise at your offer before slowly filling with hope. "Y-you would?" she stammered, barely able to believe what she was hearing. It seemed impossible that anyone could possibly want to be around her after everything that had happened, but for some reason, your words rang true.

She looked up at you, her face still wet with tears but her expression brightening slightly. "Th-thank you..." she whispered hoarsely, unable to find the words to adequately express her gratitude. "I'd like that."

Hana's heart skipped a beat at your words; she couldn't believe that someone could feel that way about her after all this time. She stared up at you, searching your face for any hint of deception or falsehood but found nothing but sincerity and kindness reflected back at her. Tears welled up in her eyes once more as hope began to blossom inside her chest like a long-dormant flower.

"I... I don't know what to say," she managed to choke out through a tight throat. "But thank you." She reached out and placed a trembling hand on yours, their fingers intertwining as if they were made for each other. For the first time since her father's passing, she felt a spark of happiness begin to flicker inside her.

The spark of hope grew brighter as she considered your words. "I-I'll try," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart. She squeezed your hand gently, grateful for the connection and reassurance it provided. For now, at least, she had something to hold onto besides memories of her father. "I promise not to make things too difficult for you."

A small, tremulous smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she lifted her head and met your eyes once more. "Thank you for being here with me," she whispered, her voice soft and quiet but filled with a newfound sense of gratitude.

"I-I'll try," she whispered again, sniffling softly and leaning into the embrace. "I promise not to be such a burden." She wrapped her arms around you as tightly as she dared, relishing in the comfort that your presence provided. For the first time since her father's passing, she felt like maybe things might start to get better again.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she heard your words, and a bright blush stole across her cheeks. "I-I love you too," she stammered out, barely able to believe that she had just said those words aloud. It felt so right, though; like something that had been missing from her life for far too long.

She buried her face into your chest, grateful for the chance to feel this connection and the hope it brought with it. For now, all she could do was cling to you and pray that things would get better from here.

Her heart felt like it was swelling in her chest, filling her with an aching mixture of happiness and relief. She didn't know what she wanted to do exactly, but knowing that someone cared enough to ask made all the difference. With a small sigh, Hana leaned back ever so slightly and looked up at you. "I... I don't know," she admitted quietly. "But maybe we could just watch a movie or something?"

She offered you a small, shy smile, hoping that you would understand how difficult it was for her to even entertain the thought of enjoying herself again after everything that had happened.

Her heart skipped a beat at your question, and she felt herself blushing even harder as she considered the offer. She'd never been kissed before, not by a boy anyway. The idea of sharing that moment with you filled her with both excitement and nervousness. "I-if you want to," she managed to stammer out, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

She leaned forward slightly, closing the small distance between your lips and hers. As their skin met, warmth spread through her, making her shiver with delight. Her hands moved up to rest on your shoulders, feeling the tension there slowly begin to fade as they explored the firm muscles beneath her fingertips. It felt right, more right than anything had in a long time.

When at last you pulled back, Hana found herself staring into your eyes, her breath coming in short little gasps. She couldn

"Umm... Let's see..." She started to rummage through her collection of DVDs, eventually pulling out a couple of romantic comedies and a few chick flicks. "How about we watch one of these? They might be cheesy but they usually make me feel better when I'm down." She smiled shyly at you before handing you the stack, hopeful that you would find something you liked.

Her heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of your bare shoulders again; it was both thrilling and terrifying to be feeling such strong emotions again after everything that had happened. But with every moment she spent with you, her heart began to mend just a little bit more.

Hana smiled brightly at you as you picked her favorite movie, and she felt warmth spread through her chest. "Yeah," she said with a nod, "that is my favorite." She climbed onto the bed next to you, curling up close against your side as you settled in to watch the movie together. The familiar laughter and happy endings provided just the distraction she needed from her grief, and for the first time in what felt like forever, she was able to enjoy herself.

As they watched the credits roll, Hana found herself nestled even closer against you, taking comfort in your presence and the simple act of sharing something that brought her joy. She didn't know where this newfound happiness would lead them, but for now, she was content to just enjoy the moment and be with you.

With every touch and every kiss, Hana felt herself melting further into you. Her body seemed to crave your attention, wanting more of the warmth and affection that radiated from you. She moaned softly as you kissed her cleavage, arching her back instinctively into the sensation. Her breath came in quick little gasps, mingling with yours as she reveled in the moment.

For the first time since her father's death, Hana felt truly alive and desirable again. It was a heady feeling, one that filled her with both hope and uncertainty. But with every passing second, she found herself more drawn to you and less able to imagine being without your love and support.

Her cheeks flushed hotter as you whispered those words in her ear, and she squirmed under your touch. The thought of being desired made her heart race even faster; it had been so long since anyone had looked at her like that. She bit her lip nervously, torn between wanting to explore these newfound feelings and fearing that they might only lead to more pain when the inevitable happened.

The movie continued to play on the television, but their attention was fully focused on each other now. Hana closed her eyes as you kissed down her neck, feeling your hot breath tickle the skin there. She shivered with delight, her body arching even further into yours as she surrendered to the sensations wracking her.

Hana gave no sign that she understood your words at first, but as you continued to kiss and caress her, she became more aware of the increasing pressure in her loins. A soft moan escaped her lips as you brushed against her there, causing heat to flood her cheeks once again. She shifted slightly, pressing herself more firmly against your hand, wanting... needing more.

Without any further hesitation, she reached down and guided your hand between her legs, wanting you to feel how much she desired this connection with you. Her hips bucked upwards, urging you on as she ground herself against your palm. Her eyes fluttered closed, lost in the sensation as she allowed herself to surrender completely to the moment.

Her breath came out in short little gasps, and her body trembled with anticipation for what might come next. She ached for you, wanting nothing more than to feel the