Yuri Wedgie Oneshots (2nd series)

People change

Name: Maya (My-ah)
Age: 18
Race/Ethnicity: Asian-American (Korean)
Height: 5'10

Backstory-ish: Maya wasn't always like this. There was a time before she wore contacts, a time when she had to wear glasses and braces. Maya still was just as big a nerd as she ever was, but now she wouldn't get made fun of for being one. Her life at home was more than fine. Her parents may have passed away, but she's enjoyed living with her brother (Ray) and her grandparents. Funny story, Ray was the one who helped her get her current physique. Her life at home was never a problem, but that couldn't compare at all to her school life. Ray was three years older than Maya which meant he couldn't look after her for his entire time at high school. When he graduated, he had a few friends who were younger than him and they also looked after Maya. This didn't completely work since they graduated two years before her. Her junior year was her worst year of high school. Not because she was picked on for being a huge nerd, but because of a single mistake she made.
End of backstory-ish.

Name: Rosetta (She prefers Rose)
Age: 18
Race/Ethnicity: Asian-American (Japanese)
Height: 5'6

Another backstory-ish: Rose wasn't popular, she just knew a lot of people. Getting to know people was her specialty, it was just so easy for her. It's not like she was a fan of people to begin with. She lived with both of her parents and was an only child. Speaking of her parents, both of them were top-tier MMA fighters. So they made sure she could defend herself. Both of her parents drilled lessons into her sometimes as if her life depended on it. Whenever she practiced with her father, he would usually use submission takedowns that would cause the average human to pass out. Even then, Rose would rather that than go against her mother. Whenever Rose practiced with her mother, she almost always ended up in some kind of wedgie. For some reason, Rose's mother was good at giving her atomic wedgies as well as hanging wedgies. It got to the point where she eventually discovered wedgies to be her kink. Despite constantly losing to her parents, Rose had never lost an actual fight before, she's never actually been injured by another person either. This still didn't make her cocky in high school. She's only ever been in a few "fights" where she just made people go unconscious before realizing she was there. She only ever did this to the few people that picked on her crush.
End of another backstory-ish.

Maya had just woken up for her first day of high school as a senior. She took a shower, got ready, and went downstairs to see her brother making breakfast. "Good morning, Dork." "Hey, doofus." Maya sat down for a little bit as Ray gave her some toast smeared with jelly. "I know you didn't just... Give me my hot pocket." Ray proceeded to look Maya in her eyes and ate the hot pocket. Maya gave him the finger and left the house.

Before going to school, she went to the gym where Ray would take her. She was about to sign in at the main lobby, but she felt a hand on her shoulder along with a familiar voice, "Hello Maya, doesn't your school start soon?" It was the gym owner, Mrs. Owens. "You're not skipping on the first day, are you?" "No, I'm just a little nervous and needed to clear my head... And signing in is the only way I can get one of those protein bars."

After a few minutes of talking, Maya left with two handfuls of protein bars that she stuck in her bag. "Thanks, cya later." Maya felt a little better, but there was still one thing she dreaded more than anything at that school. She was hoping that everyone forgot she existed or at least didn't care enough to acknowledge her existence. But in truth, she didn't care about everyone, there was one person she wanted to avoid at all costs for a specific reason.

It only felt like a few minutes of contemplation before she reached her school. She already knew all the classes she had to go to, so she went to her first-period class. She was the first person to arrive, then slowly but surely others began to walk through the door. After the teacher took attendance, she started with her lesson, "I get this is a math class, but I want you all to get to know someone. You can work in partners or groups as big as you want. But by the end of this week, you should know someone in this class."