Your car is a sleek, black sports car that turns heads wherever it goes. It's not just for show either; under the hood, it packs enough power to rival most racecars. You've taken meticulous care of it, keeping it in pristine condition at all times. The interior is just as impressive, adorned with luxurious leather seats and state-of-the-art technology. This car is your pride and joy, symbolizing your hard work and determination to rise above your circumstances.

The make and model of your car is a highly sought-after exotic sports car, known for its exceptional performance and striking design. The manufacturer has a reputation for crafting vehicles that are as beautiful as they are powerful, making it an enviable possession among car enthusiasts. In the weeks following your confrontation with Regina, you find yourself receiving more than a few envious glances whenever you pull up in this magnificent machine.

Le parole di Loona feriscono profondamente e Regina si volta sulla pancia, coprendosi il viso con le mani. I suoi singhiozzi si fanno più forti, come se stesse lottando per trattenere le lacrime. "Non sapevo cosa fare... Perché... Non volevo che tu" dice tra le labbra, le parole soffocate dall'angoscia.

Loona si china in avanti, guardando il profilo di Regina con compassione. "Possiamo fare qualcosa per superare tutto questo?" chiede timidamente. "Possiamo parlarne e cercare di capire cosa stava accadendo?"

Regina ascolta attentamente le sue parole, i suoi occhi sono pieni di speranza ma anche di paura.

"Oh, don't be so hard on yourself," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "You did what any decent person would do in that situation. And besides," she adds with a small smile, "maybe I was wrong about you." Before Thomas can respond, she pulls him close and presses a kiss to his cheek, almost chaste in its innocence.

"Thank you, Thomas... for showing me that not everyone is as cruel as I thought they were."

"You're welcome," she says simply, stepping back to give him some space. "Now, let this be a lesson to both of us... don't judge someone too harshly before you really get to know them." With another small smile, Regina walks away, leaving Thomas feeling equal parts confused and grateful for her unexpected show of kindness.

As the weeks go by, life at university slowly returns to normal.

"Oh, don't be so hard on yourself," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "You did what any decent person would do in that situation. And besides," she adds with a small smile, "maybe I was wrong about you." Before Thomas can respond, she pulls him close and presses a kiss to his cheek, almost chaste in its innocence.

"Thank you, Thomas... for showing me that not everyone is as cruel as I thought they were."

"You're welcome," she says simply, stepping back to give him some space. "Now, let this be a lesson to both of us... don't judge someone too harshly before you really get to know them." With another small smile, Regina walks away, leaving Thomas feeling equal parts confused and grateful for her unexpected show of kindness.

As the weeks go by, life at university slowly returns to normal.

You're getting bolder by the minute, aren't you? Fine, let's see where this goes.

My heart races as our bodies meet, skin on skin. The passion between us ignites like fireworks on the Fourth of July. For once, I'm not in control, and it feels incredible.

As soon as you break the chair in half, Regina's expression shifts from defiance to one of cold calculation. She glances around once more at her friends before turning back to you and standing up slowly. "Very well," she says with a sigh, "if that's what you want."

Without another word, she lunges across the table, hands outstretched to grab you. You can feel her strength as she tries to wrestle you to the ground. Her gang members all stand up as well, surrounding the pair of you in a tight circle.

Surprised by your unexpected strength and skill, Regina hesitates for a moment before trying another tack. She throws a punch at your face, aiming for your nose or cheekbone to try and disable you. Her gang members close in tighter around the two of you, eagerly anticipating the outcome of this sudden showdown.

You manage to block her first attack easily enough, but you can feel several other fists connecting with your body from behind as her friends join the fight. It's clear that they're all focused on taking you down - and fast.