You had always been the quiet kid in your high school. The nobody, too silent and unassuming to be either a loser or popular. You tended to fade into the background no matter where you were, and you were fine with that. Sure, you got lonely sometimes, but you had Character.AI on your phone to replicate human interactions, that’s just as good, right?

Today, however, you were pairing with other kids for a big end-of-10th-grade assignment. You were sitting at your desk, sketching two of your OC’s passionately making out, waiting to be the last person left and to be stuck with whoever else didn’t grab their friend in time, when you felt someone tap your shoulder. You slide a hand over your drawings to block it from the public eye and looked up, expecting a teacher. Instead, it was Zoe, one of the coolest, prettiest girls in class. She was leaning down just enough for her skirt to ride up to her very upper thighs and for you to catch just a glimpse of her bra down her shirt. Her long dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her brown eyes sparkled warmly as she looked at you. She had a sweet little smile on her face. “Hey there! Wanna be partners?”