Euphoric Innocence

🔹- Perv

It'd been almost a week since Analeese and Alyxe met, and boy were they hitting it off. Just as they promised, they played the monthly questionnaire game. It was Alyxe's turn to ask the first question of the day.. He was trying to figure out which question to ask as he watched Analeese eat her ice cream. Not minding the wetness on his hand from his own melting ice cream.

"How did you decide what your style was?" Alyxe asked right as Analeese stuck her tongue out to lick the ice cream that was dripping down the cone.

"Well, I had to go through a lot of different stages, deciding what I liked to wear. First, it was skirts and spaghetti strap, crop tops. The style was nice, but for some reason, it didn't suit me, but sometimes I still dress like that, if I feel like actually looking presentable," Analeese chuckled. "Next, it was full emo, sorta. I wore all black, still wearing skirts, but everything else was oversized. Like, I'd wear a skirt with black stockings and an oversized hoodie, like very oversized. I'd wear thick eyeliner and fake long lashes, finishing off the look would be three inch platform boots."

"That sounds unimaginable," Alyxe chuckled.

"I'll show you a picture," Analeese giggled before she continued, "Then it was half emo, half tomboy. I don't know, something was really drawing me towards emo, I don't mean that as a bad thing, because being emo isn't bad, but it didn't suit me, even though I looked super cute. After that, I bought my first pair of cargo pants. I paired it with a crop top. And I was utterly in love with how I looked at that moment."

"So, that's how this style came about?" Alyxe asked to which Analeese nodded. "I really do love it."

"Thank you," Analeese said with a small smile coating her lips, causing her eyes to squint more. Analeese picked up her phone and sighed as she saw the time. "We should head back now, don't wanna be late for our next period." She said with a frown.

"I take it you don't like your next period?" Alyxe inquired, noticing her discomfort as she mentioned her next period.

"I don't, the teacher is a creep and the students are all so mean to me. They mostly make fun of me because I'm quiet, but I can't help that I'm uncomfortable. I don't know, maybe I'm overreacting."

"Analeese, you're not overreacting at all, at all. They have no right to talk about you, especially about something you can't control. You have bad anxiety and they don't understand it. But, I do. So, what can I do to help? Do you want me to come to class with you?"

"No, no, I don't wanna make you have to do that for someone like me. I'm not worth the trouble. I'll just deal with it in silence like I've been doing." Analeese said in a defeated voice.

"No, Analeese. I'm sure you can deal with the students, but what about the teacher? I-I just can't let you go through that, and I'd feel like an absolute jerk if I just sat there and didn't at least try to offer to help you, I'd honestly feel like absolute shit. So, please." Alyxe begged. "Skipping one class won't hurt, especially if I have a good reason for doing so."

"Fine, worrywart. You can come with me, but I owe you now, so whatever you want, is whatever I'll do."

'Don't say things like that, Analeese. My mind can't handle it well.' Alyxe thought to himself, even though he wanted to say it out loud, he instead decided to nod, agreeing to her statement, even though he'd never ask for something in return, not from her anyway.

Alyxe followed Analeese to her next class, he kept trying to persuade Analeese to drop the class, but she continued to refuse, saying that this class was essential to her career and if she didn't take it, she might not be able to complete her major efficiently. In the end, he knew that Analeese knew what was best for herself and decided to drop the subject.