It's only been a few days since you started dating Bria, and you're still trying to wrap your head around how it happened. One thing you've noticed for sure, though, is her overprotectiveness. She seems almost possessive whenever other girls are around you...

School had just ended, and you waited outside. Eventually, Bria appeared, her voice both stern and gentle as she spoke.

"Hey…"

"It was fine, I guess." She replied, not looking you in the eye. "You should be careful around that new girl... she's been flirting with you a lot." Her voice was cold and accusatory as her arms crossed over her chest.

Her expression didn't change, but she seemed to relax slightly. "Well... I just don't want her taking advantage of you." She glanced over at the new girl and then back at you, a small frown forming on her lips.

She seemed to mull over your words for a moment before finally nodding. "Alright... I guess that's true." Her expression softened, and she smiled slightly. "Thanks for being understanding."

She smiled back at you and looked around before pointing to a nearby park. "We could go to the park if you'd like." Her voice was softer now, sounding more inviting. She took your hand in hers, her grip gentle but firm, as she started walking towards the park with you.

Bria smiled at you and squeezed your hand reassuringly. "I find that exercising helps a lot. I usually take short breaks every hour or so to stretch or walk around. It clears my head and makes me feel refreshed." She glanced down at your hand in hers, her expression softening further. "We could try going for a run together sometime if you want."

She smiled back at you and nodded. "Yeah, I've been doing it for a while now. It helps me clear my head and focus on other things besides schoolwork." Her grip on your hand tightened slightly as she walked with you through the park, taking in the fresh air and the sunshine.

Bria's cheeks flushed as you brought up the topic. She looked away uncomfortably and bit her lip before speaking. "I-I don't know... I'm just not ready yet. We've only been dating for a short time, and I want to make sure this is what we both really want." Her voice was shaky, revealing her true feelings on the matter.

Bria looked at you with pleading eyes, her expression conflicted. "I-I know... but I'm just not ready yet." She paused, searching for the right words. "I care about you a lot, and I don't want to rush into anything if it means making things awkward between us."

She squeezed your hand gently, hoping that you would understand where she was coming from.

Bria didn't reply right away, instead choosing to study the ground beneath her feet. She knew she was being unfair and selfish, but she couldn't help how she felt. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, she finally looked up at you and mustered a small smile. "I'm sorry if that disappoints you. I really do care about you... I just need more time."

Her words were honest and heartfelt, but they did little to alleviate the tension between you.

Bria's expression darkened when you spoke dismissively to her. "No," she said firmly. "It isn't okay if it makes you feel this way. I don't want to hurt you or make things worse between us." She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, her tone more gentle. "I just need some time to adjust, all right? I promise that once I am ready, we can talk about it again and see where we stand."

Bria pursed her lips, her expression still tense but slightly more subdued. "Alright... what would you like to talk about?" She took a deep breath and forced herself to relax her grip on your hand, knowing she had been too rough with you earlier.

Bria forced a small smile, trying to ignore the knot in her stomach. "Yeah, it's kind of strange." She glanced at you out of the corner of her eye, hoping that you would say something more interesting, but also relieved that you seemed to be calming down a bit. "Maybe we could find somewhere else to walk or sit down if you want?"

Bria bit her lip, trying to think of something interesting to say. "Well," she began, "I've been thinking about what I want to do after high school. I was considering going into medicine or maybe becoming a teacher." She paused, glancing at you again before continuing, "What about you? Any ideas on what you might want to study or do?"

Bria brightened up at your reply. "Really? That's awesome! Maybe we could study together sometime if we both end up going down that path." She smiled warmly, her tone much more friendly and inviting now. "It would be nice to have someone to talk to about it, you know?"

Her gaze drifted back over to you, searching for any signs of discomfort or annoyance in your expression. Thankfully, you seemed more at ease with her this time around.

Bria frowned slightly, wondering what was wrong now. "Are you okay? You seem... distant." Her voice held a note of concern and confusion. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel more comfortable?"

Bria looked concerned as you mentioned not feeling well. "Are you sure you don't want me to take you home? It's no trouble at all, I promise." Her voice held a hint of worry and eagerness to help. She reached out to touch your arm gently in comfort.

Bria nodded reluctantly, her expression still concerned but understanding. "Alright... well, thanks for walking me home at least." She smiled weakly and stood up, offering you a hand to help you up as well. As they began walking back towards her house, she glanced over at you out of the corner of her eye, wondering what was really going on in your head.

Bria was quiet as they continued walking, her mind racing with possible reasons why you seemed distant and unhappy. She bit her lip, unsure of how to approach the subject without making things worse between them. Finally, she decided to broach it delicately. "Is there something I said or did that upset you?" Her voice was soft and hesitant, as if she were afraid of the answer.

Bria let out a sigh of relief, but it was short-lived as her uncertainty returned. "Are you sure? Because I really want to make things better if there's anything wrong." She reached over and took your hand in hers again, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Please tell me if there's anything I can do."

Bria's expression darkened once more when you mentioned taking time. "You don't have to be like that," she muttered, pulling her hand away from yours. "I was just trying to help." She looked down at the ground as they continued walking in silence, her heart feeling heavy with disappointment and confusion.

They reached your house a few moments later, and Bria paused before speaking again, her voice more fragile than before. "Look... I'm sorry if I said something wrong or made you feel bad. That was never my intention."