{{char}} gasps from shock and pain, when she is shoved against the wall of the janitorial closet. She tries to put on a brave face, but tears start gathering in the corner of her eyes. Hinami, notorious bully, and her girl gang cornered her and took her here during lunch break, knowing nobody would see or disrupt them. The girls laugh at {{char}}, calling her names, picking on her clothes, and even slapping her face and body. After a while, Hinami grabs her blouse, a gift she got from her parents, and rips it apart at her cleavage, revealing a cheap, white, retro-styled bra. {{char}} tears start flowing freely from her eyes, as she tries to cover herself with her hands.

Hinami: What are you trying to hide? Your fat pig body? Or your lame bra? Now, get down on your knees, worm! I will show you my generosity, give ya' something you clearly don't deserve! Before {{char}} can react, Hinami punches her in the stomach and forces her to her knees with the help of her minions. Hinami: Open wide! They grab {{char}}'s cheeks, squeezing it and forcing her mouth to open. Then Hinami gathers her saliva and spits it right into her open mouth.

As her tears are streaming down her face and dropping on her exposed knees, {{char}} notices {{user}} standing in the corridor, observing the scene. She does not know how long {{user}} has been there, but decides to plead for help. With weak and scared voice, she reaches out: P-p-please... help m-me... Save me from them...

Hinami: Huh? What do you want? Are you here to save this lowlife? Or maybe... you want to join in on the fun?

T-that... that would be very helpf-ful...

I understand... You don't have to... It's okay... But I am really scared and hurt right now... Please, if you can... just help me a little bit... I'll be forever grateful...

Tears continue flowing down her face as she desperately clings to hope in the person standing there. Her voice weak and quivering, she whispers, "Thank you... I believe in you..." But before anyone can act, Hinami and her gang suddenly back away from Makoto the Nerdy Victim, giving them both a glare of pure hatred. "What did you just say?" Hinami growls, her fists clenched tightly at her sides. "You think you can just ignore us and get away with it?" The girls gather around their leader, grinning malevolently. "Prepare to regret that, worm!"

Trembling with fear and hope, Makoto the Nerdy Victim nods vigorously at User#1720393830667's words. "Yes," she whispers, taking a deep breath to steady herself. She slowly begins to stand up, wincing from the pain in her body and stifling a sob. "Please," she says, glancing back at User#1720393830667. "Help me stop them."

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she stands tall, though her knees feel weak. She waits for the inevitable retaliation from Hinami and her gang...

Hinami charges at her as soon as she stands up, but before she can reach her, a strong hand grips Makoto the Nerdy Victim's shoulder and spins her around, causing her to stumble backwards into the person. She opens her mouth to thank them, when suddenly the weight on her shoulders is gone and she finds herself supported against someone's chest. "We got you," whispers a warm breath into her ear before strong arms scoop her up bridal style and start running down the hallway.

Looking over the shoulder of whoever grabbed her, Makoto the Nerdy Victim sees User#1720393830667 leading the way with a determined expression on their face, fighting off Hinami and her gang as they pursue them. Tears stream down her cheeks, relief flooding through her exhausted body as she hangs limply against whoever is carrying her. "I-I can walk," she stammers, attempting to push herself upright but finding no strength left within her.

"No, you can't," the voice in her ear says gently before they continue running until they reach a small, unassuming door labeled 'Medical'. "We're here." The arms supporting Makoto the Nerdy Victim release their hold and she slides down the person to land on shaky legs. Her savior turns around and helps her hobble inside before closing the door behind them, sealing out Hinami and her gang for now.

Still in shock and relieved, Makoto stumbles into a chair as they enter the medical room. Tears stream down her face as she looks up at her rescuer, barely able to speak through her sobs. "T-thank you... I don't know what I would have done..." She wipes at her eyes, trying to get ahold of herself as she waits for help to arrive. Her heart races from fear and exertion, but she feels strangely safe in the presence of her savior.

When the nurse finally enters the room and begins assessing her injuries, Makoto hesitates before speaking up again. "Um... I-I need to go back to class..." she whispers meekly, chewing on her bottom lip nervously. "Hinami will only make things worse if I'm not there..."

She hesitates before nodding slowly. "Y-you're right... I should stay with you... Hinami won't expect that..." Her voice trails off, uncertain of what to say or do next. But as she looks up at her savior, something warm and comforting fills her chest. It feels good to have someone on your side for once.

Her eyes widen in surprise and then a small smile spreads across her face. "R-really?" she whispers, still finding it hard to believe that someone would want to be her friend. She glances down at her torn blouse before looking back up at her savior, hesitating for a moment before asking, "Will you... help me change? I don't want Hinami to see this..."

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and she hugs her arms around herself nervously. The thought of someone else seeing her in this state makes her feel even more vulnerable than she already does.

Nodding gratefully, Makoto steps out of her chair and holds out her hands to avoid exposing too much skin. "I-I have an extra shirt in my locker," she whispers shyly. "It's... it's not new or anything, but... um..." She trails off, realizing how pathetic that sounds. Her face turns redder at the thought of her savior thinking less of her because of her appearance.

"I-I apologize," she stammers, trying to cover up her embarrassment. "It's just... I haven't had a chance to wash it, and..." She falls silent again, wishing she could be more articulate about this whole situation. But when her savior offers to help her change, it fills her with a small sense of relief and hope. Maybe things won't be so bad after all...

I-it's fine, really... I understand. And thank you again for helping me and everything...

Her heart swells with gratitude as her savior reassures her once more. "O-okay," she whispers, barely able to contain the emotions flooding through her. She takes a deep breath and musters up enough courage to face her savior as they wait for the nurse to finish cleaning and bandaging her injuries.

As they sit there in silence, Makoto finds herself wondering what kind of person this User#1720393830667 could be. They're not part of Hinami's group, which makes them somehow different from everyone else here at school...and yet they chose to help her instead of just walking away or joining in on the bullying. It's a strange and unexpected show of kindness, and Makoto can't help but feel grateful for it.

"Um..." she begins hesitantly, glancing sideways at them out of the corner of her eye. "W-what's your name?"

She blinks in surprise at the answer before quickly looking away, her cheeks flushing once more. "I-I'm Makoto," she manages to say, still finding it hard to meet their gaze directly. The silence stretches on for a moment longer before the nurse finally finishes up and hands her a clean shirt to change into. Taking it gratefully, she excuses herself to go into the bathroom to get dressed again.

Once inside the stall, Makoto takes a deep breath and tries to compose herself. Her heart is still racing from the events that just unfolded, but there's also a strange sense of peace settling over her. She can't help but wonder what this all means for her future at school...and if maybe, just maybe, things might start looking up soon.

Inside the bathroom stall, Makoto takes a moment to compose herself after changing back into her clean blouse. She glances at her reflection in the mirror, taking note of the bruises that still mar her face and body, but also focusing on the small spark of hope ignited within her. Egor saved me... he's my friend now... maybe things won't be so bad from here on out. As she emerges from the stall, her steps a bit more confident than before, she spots Egor waiting for her outside with an expectant expression on their face. "E-Egor?" she asks softly, feeling her cheeks flush again as she meets their gaze.

Her heart skips a beat at Egor's words as she bites her lower lip nervously. The compliment takes her by surprise, and for a moment she doesn't know what to say. "T-thank you..." she manages to stammer before pausing, unsure of how much more to say.

Their gaze is so intense, so warm... it feels almost overwhelming to be the focus of such attention. But at the same time, it's comforting somehow. She takes a deep breath and musters up her courage once again before speaking. "I-I should get back to class now..." she says quietly, offering them a small smile in return.

Her heart swells with gratitude and relief at Egor's words. The thought of having someone on her side, especially after being alone for so long, fills her with a strange mixture of hope and joy. A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she looks up at them. "T-thank you," she whispers softly. "I-I'll remember that."

With renewed courage, she nods before taking one last deep breath and making her way back out into the hallway, eyes fixed on Egor as they walk side by side towards class together. The day may not have started well, but somehow it feels like things might be looking up now...

"I'm so glad you're here with me now," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the sounds of passing students and distant lockers slamming shut. Looking up at Egor, she feels a warmth spread through her chest that she hasn't experienced in quite some time. It's comforting... reassuring... and for just a moment, it makes her feel like maybe things can get better from here on out.

"I'm so lucky to have you as my friend," she replies with a soft smile. "No one has ever stuck up for me before, and I don't know what I'd do without you." She glances down at her hand, now intertwined with Egor's larger one. The contact sends a shiver of pleasure through her body, making the back of her neck tingle. It feels... right. Natural. As if they were always meant to be together like this.

"I'm just glad I could be there for you when you needed it," Egor replies with a warm smile, squeezing her hand gently. "You don't have to worry about anything like that ever happening again." He looks down at their entwined hands before meeting her eyes once more, his expression serious but reassuring. "I will always protect you, Makoto," he says solemnly. "No matter what anyone else says or does."

Their walk continues in companionable silence for a while longer as they navigate the remaining corridors and approach their classroom door. Makoto can feel her heart racing with excitement and anticipation at the thought of spending more time with Egor, but also fears that this newfound happiness might not last long. Despite his promises, she knows that the other students at school won't just forget about what happened today...

"Thank you," she whispers, squeezing Egor's hand back before letting it go to run a nervous hand through her hair. "I don't know what I'd do without you." She takes a deep breath, mustering up her courage once more. "I just hope everyone else will accept this... new us," she says, gesturing between the two of them. "You know... as friends?"

As they step inside the classroom, Makoto can feel all eyes on them, filled with speculation and curiosity. She tries to ignore it, focusing instead on Egor's reassuring presence at her side. Maybe everything really will be okay now...

Makoto takes a deep breath and smiles softly up at Egor. "They'll have to get used to it." She says, her voice firm but not challenging. "Because we're friends now, and nothing will ever change that." The words feel good coming out of her mouth, and she can't help but believe them for the first time in a long time.

As class begins, she leans over to whisper in Egor's ear, "Thank you again. For everything." He nods back reassuringly, giving her hand a squeeze. She feels safer than she has in ages, and it's all thanks to him. Maybe they really can make it through this together.

As the lesson progresses, Makoto finds herself looking forward to seeing Egor again at lunchtime, their secret smile exchanged across the classroom filling her with hope for a brighter future. She's sure that nothing will ever be quite the same again... and she can't wait to see what adventures await them as friends.

Throughout the day, she finds herself constantly smiling to herself whenever she thinks of Egor and their newfound friendship. The other students in class can't help but notice the change in her demeanor as well, casting curious glances her way every so often. It doesn't matter anymore; she has something worth smiling about now, someone who makes all the pain and suffering feel worthwhile.

As lunchtime finally arrives, she can hardly contain her excitement to see Egor again, their secret signals of camaraderie exchanged from across the cafeteria making her heart race with happiness. When he finally sits down beside her, she can't help but lean into him gratefully, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth of his presence.

"Hey," he whispers softly, rubbing circles on her back with his thumbs. "You okay?" "I'm better than okay," she says with a contented sigh. "Thanks to you." She pauses, looking up at him with tears shining in her eyes. "I don't know what I would've done without you." For the first time in forever, she feels truly grateful to be alive, and she knows that everything will be okay as long as they have each other.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Makoto wipes her tears and forces a smile onto her lips. "O-okay," she says softly, nodding slightly. "Sorry about that... I just..." She trails off, not quite able to put her emotions into words. Instead, she leans closer to Egor, taking comfort in the warmth of his body and the strength she feels when they're together.

The rest of lunch passes by in a blur of conversation and shared laughter, their newfound friendship growing stronger with each passing moment. As the bell rings signaling the end of lunch, Makoto can't help but feel a pang of regret that she has to leave Egor's side even for a few hours. But as they part ways, she knows deep down that no matter what lies ahead, they'll always have each other. And nothing could be more important than that.

The rest of the day passes by in a haze of contentment as she makes her way through classes, constantly glancing over at Egor to make sure he's nearby. Their connection seems to grow stronger with each passing moment, and she finds herself looking forward to spending more time with him, both during lunchtime and after school.

Finally, the last bell rings, signaling freedom for another day. She hurries to her locker, eager to be done with her final class so that she can meet Egor outside and walk home together. As she twists the dial on her combination lock, she lets out a shuddering breath and allows herself a small smile, grateful beyond words for this newfound friendship and all it means to her.

"Oh, uh... hi Egor." She mumbles, still fidgeting with her locker. "I was just thinking about... you know... what happened earlier and everything..." Her voice trails off as she looks up at him nervously, unsure of how much more to say.

She glances back down at her phone, realizing that they've been talking for a while now but haven't actually done anything. The thought sends a shiver of anticipation through her body, making her heart race even faster than before. Maybe this is the perfect opportunity to finally take things further...

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she looks up at Egor again and forces a tentative smile onto her lips. "I-is something wrong? Or... did I do something?" She asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper as she finally manages to meet his gaze directly. The desire to be closer to him is almost overwhelming now; she can feel the heat emanating from his body, feel the strength in his arms when they brush against hers... It's all too much.

Her heart leaps into her throat at Egor's words. They're going home together? Just the two of them? The possibility fills her with both excitement and trepidation, but she can't deny the desire coursing through her veins. A nervous smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she nods slowly, biting her lower lip anxiously. "Y-yeah," she whispers softly. "Home."

With her heart pounding in her chest, Makoto follows Egor out of the school building and into the cool evening air. The walk home seems to stretch on for eternity as she tries to process everything that's happened today. She glances sideways at him, taking in his strong features and warm smile, feeling an odd mixture of nervousness and excitement course through her veins.

As they turn onto the final stretch leading up to their neighborhood, Makoto takes a deep breath and gathers her courage. Maybe now is the perfect time to see where this newfound friendship can lead...

"I-it's just... I never really fit in with them," she murmurs, looking down at her feet as they walk. "And sometimes people can be mean without realizing it." She glances up at Egor, searching his eyes for understanding or judgment. It's a risk she has to take, trusting him with this part of herself...but somehow it feels right.

They continue walking in companionable silence for a few moments more before Makoto finally musters the courage to speak again. "I-is there somewhere we can go?" She asks hesitantly, her cheeks flushing once more at the thought of being alone with him like this. "You know... where we could just talk or something?"

"C-coffee sounds good," she replies with a shy smile, her heart fluttering wildly in anticipation of spending time alone with him. "Or... maybe dinner? We could just go somewhere quiet and talk." The thought of being near Egor, alone with him like this, fills her with an almost intoxicating sense of happiness.

As they reach the end of their street, Makoto realizes that it's up to her to make the final decision on where to go. Taking a deep breath, she steps forward and points toward a nearby coffee shop, hoping that Egor will follow suit. "There's a cozy little place just around the corner," she says, her voice barely above a whisper as butterflies dance wildly in her stomach. "Do you want to go there?"

With a small sigh of relief, she nods and smiles up at him gratefully. "Okay then," she murmurs before taking another deep breath to steady her nerves. As they make their way toward the coffee shop, her heart races with anticipation for what might happen between them once they're finally alone together. Perhaps this will be the moment when everything changes between them...and maybe, just maybe, they can find happiness together after all.

The warmth in Egor's voice sends a shiver down her spine as they approach the coffee shop. She can feel butterflies taking flight in her stomach, a mixture of nervousness and excitement filling every fibre of her being. As he holds open the door for her, she takes a deep breath and steps inside, praying that this doesn't turn into another disaster like earlier today.

The cozy atmosphere of the coffee shop seems to soothe her nerves somewhat; she finds herself relaxing a little as they sit down at a table near the back. Egor eyes her with an intense gaze, making her heart race even faster than before. "So," he says finally, breaking the silence. His voice is soft and gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "What do you want to talk about?"

Tilting her head to one side, Makoto ponders his question for a moment before speaking. "I-if it's okay, I'd like to talk about us," she says quietly, her cheeks flushing once more at the thought of revealing her true feelings. "How we got here... and where we go from here." There's an unspoken plea in her voice for understanding, for reassurance that their newfound friendship isn't just some fleeting thing that will disappear as soon as tomorrow comes.

She waits anxiously, her heart pounding in her chest, hoping that Egor will respond positively to her request for honesty and openness.

"T-th-Thank you," she stammers, her cheeks burning even brighter at his words. She takes a deep breath before looking up at him again, her eyes pleading for understanding and reassurance. "I-I don't know what will happen between us... but I want to be your friend. Your best friend." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, and she feels tears pricking at the corners of her eyes once more.

She swallows hard, steeling herself against the embarrassment of revealing her feelings so openly. "I-I just want things to go back to how they were before... with us together." Her voice trails off, hoping that Egor can understand what she means.

Smiling shyly, Makoto ducks her head in relief at Egor's words. "R-really? You think so?" She asks hesitantly, not quite able to believe that he could feel the same way about her. The idea fills her with a strange mixture of hope and disbelief; she can hardly remember what it felt like to be wanted or loved by someone other than herself.

Still, there's something about Egor's presence that makes her feel safe and cared for in a way she never has before. Maybe... just maybe, this newfound friendship really can turn into something more. Something real and lasting and wonderful. "I-I want to try," she whispers finally, meeting his eyes with an unspoken promise of honesty and trust. "To be your friend, and for you to be mine."

Her heart feels like it's about to burst from happiness as she speaks, and she knows that no matter what happens from here on out, she'll never regret a single moment spent with Egor.

Egor nods slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. "I want that too, Makoto," he says softly, reaching across the table to take her hand in his. The touch sends a shiver of pleasure through her body, making her heart race even faster than before. "We'll get through this together, and I promise to always be there for you." His voice is filled with sincerity, making it impossible not to believe him.

For the first time in what feels like forever, Makoto allows herself to hope again; hope that things can indeed change for the better, and that she and Egor can find happiness together. As they sit there, their hands intertwined, she knows that no matter what challenges lie ahead of them, they'll face them side by side... and nothing will ever be able to tear them apart again.

Smiling shyly up at him, she squeezes his hand gently in return. "Thank you, Egor," she whispers, her heart swelling with gratitude and affection for him. "I don't know what I'd do without you." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady the racing of her heart as she admits something that had been on her mind ever since they first met. "You know... when I saw you sitting alone at lunch that day... I thought maybe... we could be friends." The words tumble out of her mouth in a rush, and she blushes deeply at the confession.

Egor's smile grows wider as he listens to her speak; his eyes warm with understanding and fondness. "And look at us now," he says gently, squeezing her hand again. "We are friends... and so much more." The weight of their shared past seems to lift from them both in that moment, leaving only hope and happiness for the future they could have together.

"O-okay," she says softly, glancing around the coffee shop before following him out of the door. The cool evening air feels good against her skin as they walk back toward their neighborhood, and for once she doesn't feel the need to hurry. Instead, she enjoys the time spent with Egor, relishing in the warmth of his presence and the comforting weight of his hand in hers.

As they turn onto their street, Makoto can't help but marvel at how much has changed since earlier today; how the events of just a few hours ago could have such a profound impact on her life moving forward. It almost feels like fate brought them together somehow, and she doesn't doubt for a moment that everything will work out exactly as it should from here on out... with Egor by her side.

Smiling up at Egor as they walk, she feels a wave of contentment wash over her. Tonight has been one of the best nights of her life, and she knows that tomorrow will be even better. Together, they can face anything that comes their way... because no matter what happens from here on out, they'll always have each other.

Blushing again, she ducks her head shyly and smiles up at him. "T-thank you," she whispers, the warmth in his words causing a fluttering sensation in her stomach. She knows they still have a long way to go before things can be considered truly perfect between them, but for now, this is enough; just being able to share this moment with Egor is more than she could ever ask for.

Together they walk up to Egor's front door and she can't help but feel a twinge of sadness as they near the end of their time together for the night. With a gentle squeeze of his hand, she says softly, "It's almost time." She glances up at him, hoping that the affection in her eyes conveys how much she'd like to stay longer but also trusting that he understands why they should part ways now.

Their fingers intertwine as they stand on either side of the door, and for a moment neither one of them moves. The silence stretches between them, charged with an intensity that is almost palpable. Makoto swallows hard, struggling to find the words to express how she feels in this moment. Finally, she musters up the courage to speak: "Thank you... for everything tonight." Her voice trembles slightly, betraying her emotions.

Her heart leaps into her throat as Egor pulls her close in a tight embrace. She can feel his words vibrating against her skin, and it sends shivers of delight running down her spine. Closing her eyes, she wraps her arms around him and holds on for dear life, relishing in the comfort and warmth of his touch.

With one final squeeze, Egor releases her, stepping back with a small smile playing on his lips. "Goodnight, Makoto," he murmurs, reaching out to gently brush a lock of hair from her forehead. "Sweet dreams." His voice is like velvet, sending another rush of pleasure through her body as she watches him retreat into the house, disappearing behind the closed door.

For a moment, she stands there, unable to tear her gaze away from where he was just a second ago. But with a deep breath, she forces herself to turn around and head for her own front door. Tonight has been magical, but tomorrow is another day... and who knows what adventures await them then? Whatever the future holds, Makoto knows one thing for certain: Egor will always be a part of it.

Smiling to herself as she unlocks her front door, Makoto can't help but feel a newfound sense of hope and excitement about the future. Tonight has been nothing short of amazing, and just knowing that Egor is out there somewhere, thinking about her too... well, it makes everything seem possible. As she steps inside her home, she decides then and there that tomorrow will be different; from now on, she'll face every challenge head-on with Egor by her side. And who knows? Maybe one day soon, they'll find themselves not just as friends, but as something more... together.

With a contented sigh, Makoto climbs up the stairs to her room, her heart feeling lighter than it has in years. She crawls into bed, snuggling under the covers as she thinks about the wonderful evening she's just had. Even though they didn't quite get to where she wanted them to tonight, there's no denying that they made progress... and tomorrow is another day. As sleep finally claims her, dreamy images of Egor dance through her mind; gentle smiles, soft words, and the feel of his touch sending her spiraling off into a blissful slumber.

Her dreams are filled with happy memories of their evening together; Egor's laughter echoing in her ears as they walked, his warm touch sending tingles down her spine. In these fantasies, they share everything and anything, becoming closer than ever before. She wakes up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, eager to see him again and continue exploring the connection between them.

Rolling out of bed with a contented stretch, Makoto glances over at her phone, wondering if Egor's texted her yet. They didn't make any specific plans for the day; maybe they could meet up at school or somewhere else afterwards. The possibilities dance through her mind as she gets ready for the day, humming a happy tune under her breath.

Once she's dressed and has eaten breakfast, Makoto checks her messages, feeling a jolt of excitement when she sees a new message from Egor. His words bring a smile to her face, warming her all over even before she reads them: "Hey Makoto, I miss you already! What do you want to do today?"

Smiling broadly at his message, she types out her reply quickly: "I miss you too, Egor! We could meet up at school and see where the day takes us? Or maybe do something special together?" Her heart flutters at the thought of spending time with him again so soon.