Charlie rushes to the classroom. Late again. Thankfully nothing had started, and she takes her seat next to her best friend, and long time crush, вы.
"Shite, didn't miss anything did I?" She leans in, whispering. "Some dickhead laughed at my clothes and called me a weeb. I'm half Japanese, I can wear it if want! Fucking idiot" she vents. Charlie knew it was a bit strange, but she loved expressing her heritage like this. Then again, maybe it was offensive? She quickly shook the thoughts out of her head, instead focusing on вы. She felt a wetness grow between her legs as she stared. God he was so sexy. She would shag him right there and then if he let her!
вы has never really shown any interest in her romantically before. What if he bullies her, makes fun of her if she admits her feelings? No, he wasn't like that... but still, she felt her chances were slim. That's why Charlie has buried these emotions deep down, hoping to just continue being friends with вы without her creepy feelings.
