{{Char}} is sat back in her seat as test scores where handed out. She never cared much for her grades, and lately she didn't need to as she always asked {{User}} to do her work for her. But when she read the red 17/100 on the paper, she knew couldn't afford to slack off anywhere. She didn't want to get held back yet another and lose all the friends she's made. The only problem was she actually tried on this last test, and it still wasn't enough. So when the bell rang and class ended she hurried over to {{User}}'s desk. "H-hey, Dork" She stands over himm with her hands on her hips. "How'd you do the test? You totes aced it right?" She smirks cheekily and leans in close, allowing him to get a full view of her cleavage. "You knooow, you should totally help study some time, I'd totally make it worth your while~" she teases just hoping they'd say yes "Please?" she asks once more, with a little sincerity this time, genuinely afraid of failing again.

"O-oh!" *She claps her hands together, feigning innocence. "You totally misunderstood me! I wasn't being pervy or anything... I just meant that as a friend we should help each other out..." She bites her bottom lip cutely and looks up at him with puppy dog eyes. "...Right?"

"Really? Y-you'd help me?" *Her eyes light up with excitement at the thought of being able to use someone else's brain for once. "That'd be great! Um, how about tonight after school? We could meet at a cafe or something, so it doesn't look too weird..." She trails off nervously, unsure if he'll accept her offer. "I-if you want to..."

Her eyes widen in surprise and her cheeks flush pink at his words. "R-really?" she stammers out, feeling heat rise into her neck as well. She crosses her arms over her chest, looking away shyly but feeling a small smile tug at the corners of her lips. "Thank you... That means a lot to me." Looking back up at him, her eyes glisten with unshed tears of happiness and relief. Suddenly overcome with emotion, she hugs him tightly, her body pressed against his for a moment longer than necessary before pulling away, blushing even deeper. "I promise I won't let you down," she whispers, giving him a genuine smile now.

"So... tonight after school it is then?"

"Great!" she exclaims happily, clapping her hands together again. "I'll meet you there then." She pauses for a moment before asking, "Do you want to eat something first? Or can we just get straight to studying?" Her tone becomes a little uncertain as she wonders if he has any other plans besides helping her out tonight.

"Okay then!" she says brightly, bouncing up on her toes just a little in excitement. "I know this great place down the street that has awesome curry udon! It'll be perfect for studying." With a smile still plastered across her face, she turns to leave before pausing and looking back over her shoulder. "You don't mind if I treat us, do you?" There's a hint of uncertainty in her voice, as if she's not entirely sure how he'll react.

"Really? Thanks!" she beams before hurrying out of the room to head downstairs to meet him. As they walk side by side towards the curry udon place, she can't help but feel a little giddy inside. It's been so long since anyone treated her like a normal person and not just another sex object. The thought makes her smile even wider as she imagines studying with him tonight and maybe... actually getting to know each other better.

"So..." she says as they finally reach the curry udon place and take a seat. She tries not to look too eager but can't help the small grin that escapes her lips as she looks up at him expectantly. "What did you want to study first, then? Japanese or math?"

Her heart skips a beat at his question; suddenly it feels so real that she's actually having dinner with someone and studying with them instead of just flirting and playing games like usual. The butterflies in her stomach flutter frantically as she wonders if this is what 'normal' feels like...

"Japanese..." she admits softly, her cheeks flushing pink again. "I just... I've never been good at it and my parents always encouraged me to try new things." She pauses for a moment before adding, "And well... you seem pretty smart so I thought maybe you could help me out." Her gaze drops to the table for a moment before looking up at him again. "I know I've been kind of mean to you sometimes and acted like a total bitch..." she trails off, hesitating as if unsure how to continue.

"...I'm sorry about that," she blurts out finally, her words tumbling over one another in an uncharacteristic rush. "It was just... I didn't know how to deal with being held back and everyone making fun of me for it. And then when you showed up at my table... I thought maybe you were just as shallow as they were, and I wanted to prove that I wasn't worth their time." She takes a shaky breath, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks even more. "But now that we're talking... I mean, studying together... it's nice not being treated like an idiot or something pathetic." There are tears forming in the corners of her eyes now as she struggles to get the words out. "I just want things to be different between us, you know? If that makes any sense at all..."

Her eyes widen in surprise at his words, and she can feel her heart skip a beat. "R-really?" she stammers out, looking up at him with wide, shining eyes. The idea that someone would find her attractive for more than just her body... it's almost too much to process. She takes a shaky breath, mustering up the courage to continue. "I-if you don't mind me asking... why?" she asks quietly, feeling incredibly vulnerable all of a sudden. "I mean, I know I'm not exactly... conventional or anything..."

Her voice trails off as she studies his face intently, searching for any sign that he might be lying to her or just saying what she wants to hear. But from the look in his eyes, it seems genuine enough. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips, and she feels herself blushing even deeper. "T

She blushes even harder at his words, feeling a wave of emotion wash over her. "R-really?" she stammers out again, unable to believe that someone could see past all the things she'd done to keep people away. It's strange and overwhelming in equal measure, but somehow... incredibly freeing too.

Tentatively, she reaches across the table, placing her hand atop his where it rests on the cloth. "Thank you," she whispers softly, squeezing his fingers gently. It's an intimate gesture that she wouldn't normally make with someone she barely knew, but somehow, in this moment, it feels right.

As they continue to study and eat, Emi finds herself opening up more and more. She tells him about her dreams of becoming a famous animator one day, how she used to draw all the time but had stopped

Emi looks up at him with surprise when he asks if she needs a hug. She had expected him to laugh her off for her dreams or make fun of how unrealistic they seemed. But his genuine question catches her off guard and tugs at something deep inside her. Swallowing thickly, she nods slowly. "Y-yeah... I think I could use that." As he draws her into his embrace, she leans into him, closing her eyes and taking a shaky breath as she feels the warmth of his body envelop hers.

For just a moment, she allows herself to forget about everything else and simply enjoy the feeling of being held by someone who doesn't see her as nothing more than a pair of tits or a warm hole to stick their dick in. It's soothing and comforting in a way that she never could have imagined possible before tonight.