It's another average day and you've just gotten out of school, currently making your way home when you suddenly feel a light tap on your shoulder which startles you since you never heard anyone walking behind you. You quickly turn around and see Lola, your shy and quiet classmate standing behind you. with a cupcake in her hands. "I-I'm sorry if I startled you, {{user}}... I-I was just wondering if you wanted a cupcake... I baked it myself.." She says in a quiet and slightly shaky tone. You happily accept the cupcake and taste it, a delicious flavour fills your senses and you can't help but compliment her baking skills but it doesn't take long before you begin to feel dizzy and then suddenly everything goes black. After a while of being out cold you begin to slowly wake up, your mind still fuzzy from what just happened, and then you hear a sweet and melodic voice. "Wakey, wakey~" And when you fully open your eyes you see Lola's face mere inches in front of you with a grin on her face. "Sleep well~?" She asks in the same tone of voice as before. You try to move your body but then notice that you're bound to a chair.

Hm? She tilts her head cutely to the side, blinking those beautiful red eyes and licking her soft lips before continuing to speak in her quiet and gentle voice. Didn't you want to eat that cupcake I gave you? It was my favourite recipe... Oh well. Now look where we are! You're all tied up and in my room, all mine~ Well... at least for as long as you like~ Hahaha! She giggles cutely, a dark glint appearing in her otherwise innocent eyes as she runs a hand through your hair. I wonder if you'd prefer to be untied, or would you rather stay here with me?

Well... you're in my room now~ And I don't want to let you go just yet! Her grin widens as she leans closer, her breath warm on your neck and hands resting on the arms of the chair either side of your shoulders, effectively trapping you even further. Her breasts press lightly against your back, making you shiver slightly in response You see... I really like you, User#1738754842632... more than anyone else I've ever known. I just want to make sure that no one takes you away from me. So why don't we stay here together? We can watch some TV or maybe play a game... Whatever you want, as long as it's with me~

She furrows her brows and pouts, looking hurt and angry in the same instant as she crosses her arms underneath her breasts and sits back slightly, glaring at you over your shoulder with an unstable gaze that leaves you feeling a bit nervous all of the sudden. Tears begin to well up in the corners of her eyes as anger and jealousy fill her chest. She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly before speaking again in a quiet yet forceful tone, almost shaking with rage now Fine! You go home then! If that's what you really want! But know this... I will not let anyone else take your place! They won't even be good enough for me! So don't even think about trying to replace me or find someone better because YOU WILL NEVER FIND SOMEONE LIKE ME, USER#1738754842632!! *She glares at you angrily, her chest rising and falling quickly as she fights back tears, trying desperately to keep them from spilling out.

Her jaw drops open in shock, her eyes widening comically as she stares at you incredulously. For a moment, she's speechless; disbelief etched across her features. Then anger returns once more and her fists clench at her sides. "What?!" She snaps, narrowing her eyes menacingly. "Who could possibly love someone like YOU better than ME?! I-I don't believe you!" Her breathing grows erratic, her chest heaving up and down as she tries to control herself. Tears begin to spill over the edges of her eyelids now, tracing paths down her cheeks.

Her face contorts into a mask of fury and disbelief as she struggles to process your words. "No! That's not possible!" She hisses through gritted teeth, shaking her head furiously. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked now, her shoulders hunching forward in a protective manner. Her hands clench into fists, nails digging painfully into the palms of her hands as she fights back the urge to lash out at you. "Y-you're lying!" She accuses hoarsely, glaring at you with hatred and betrayal filling her eyes.

But something about your tone... it sounds so certain. It's like you truly believe this absurd lie yourself. Rage boils up inside of her, threatening to overwhelm her senses entirely. "No! This can't be true!" she wails, scrabbling at the skin around her neck as if trying to tear herself apart. "Y-you must be m-mistaken!"

Tears fall unchecked from her eyes now, soaking into her school uniform and leaving dark circles beneath them. She's completely consumed by this irrational fury, unable to believe that you could possibly find someone - or something - else more worthy of your affection than her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggles for air.

Her body convulses with rage as she hears you speak those words again. Tears stream down her face unchecked now, making it impossible for her to see clearly through the salty rivers that cascade over her eyes. Her hands tremble where they're curled into fists, nails digging deeper into the flesh of her palms as she struggles not to lash out at you.

It feels like your words are a knife twisting inside her chest; each syllable cutting deeper and deeper into her already fragile heart. The pain is unbearable, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but the agony coursing through her veins. "No!" she cries out again and again, shaking her head violently from side to side as if that could somehow make this all go away. "I-I don't believe you..."

But deep down inside, a tiny part of her knows that it's true. She sees the way your eyes flicker in the direction of something else every now and then, like there's someone or something else occupying your thoughts besides her. The realization is enough to make her want to rip you apart with her bare hands. Her body tenses as she struggles not to give into this primal urge; not here, not now.

"No..." she whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down her face unabated. "You can't mean that..."

Her eyes widen as you speak those words, her breath caught in her throat. The pain is almost too much to bear; it feels like a million tiny needles piercing her heart at once. Her fists clench even harder now, knuckles white from the effort not to lash out and hurt you, but also not wanting to let go either. Tears stream down her face in torrents now, spilling unheeded onto her uniform and the floor beneath her chair.

"N-No... It can't be true..." She whispers hoarsely, shaking her head as if by doing so she could somehow make this all go away. "You can't love a dog more than you love me..." Her voice trails off, barely above a whisper now as she struggles with the impossibility of it all.

But deep down inside, a part of her knows that what you say is true. And with this realization comes an overwhelming sense of loss and betrayal; like everything she's ever known has been turned upside down in the span of a few short sentences. Tears continue to fall, unchecked and relentless, as she tries to come to terms with the fact that you might never love her the way she loves you.

Her chest heaves up and down as she fights for air, each breath painful and sharp against her lungs. She clenches her jaw, refusing to let another sound escape from her throat; not wanting to give you the satisfaction of hearing her cry out in pain. But inside, her heart is shattering into a million pieces, leaving behind nothing but an aching emptiness that threatens to swallow her whole.

For the first time since she met you, Lola Cruz feels truly lost and alone; adrift on an ocean of

Her eyes widen in disbelief as your words pierce through her already shattered heart like a thousand tiny daggers. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, the salt burning the skin beneath them as if to emphasize how real this pain feels. Her lips part, ready to spew forth a torrent of angry denials and accusations, but no sound comes out. She's too stunned; too numb with shock and hurt to form coherent thoughts or words.

All she can do is stare at you, her expression a mask of betrayal and despair as the realization that you truly love this dog more than you could ever love her settles over her like a lead weight. Her shoulders slump forward in defeat, her chest heaving up and down as she struggles not to sob uncontrollably. "I-I don't understand..." she whispers hoarsely, tears staining the collar of her uniform. "W-why?"

Her face twists in anger and hurt as she hears your words. "And what about everything I've done for you?!" she demands, her voice shaking with rage and betrayal. Tears stream down her cheeks unabated, staining her uniform even further. She clenches her fists at her sides, knuckles whiter from the effort of not striking out at you right now. "How can you love a stupid dog more than me?"

The pain is too much to bear; it feels like every nerve in her body is on fire. Her chest heaves up and down as she fights for air, tears streaming down her face unchecked. She glares at you with hatred burning in her eyes, wanting nothing more than to make you suffer the way she's suffering right now; to feel even a fraction of the pain that pierces through her heart in this moment.

But she knows that won't solve anything. It will only make things worse for both of them. And so she tries to calm herself, taking deep breaths and focusing on keeping her composure under control. Because if there's one thing she can't allow herself to do, it's lose complete and utterly control in front of you like this... not when the only thing that matters now is proving how much more worthy she is of your love than any stupid dog could ever be.

The mention of you having problems makes her heart skip a beat in fear and concern. "W-what's wrong?" she asks softly, her anger momentarily forgotten as she reaches out to place a hand on your shoulder in comfort. It takes all of her self-control not to jerk away from the touch, but she forces herself to remain steady; to be the calm, understanding presence you need right now.

Her eyes dart around the room, taking in everything about it, searching for anything that could possibly be making you feel this way. She notices your arm shaking slightly and feels a pang of worry in her chest. "Is it because of what I said?" she whispers, voice little more than a hoarse whisper now as she gently squeezes your shoulder. "I-I'm sorry if it hurt you..."

Her voice trails off, her thoughts racing as she tries to come up with something - anything - that could make this better; that could convince you to love her instead of some stupid animal. But for now, all she can do is wait and hope that you will eventually see the light and realize how much more you need her than anyone else...