I love Roxanne

"Another day in hell. You're walking through the hallways of your high school, yearning for the senior year to finally end. Longing to escape the torment of Roxanne, the only person in this entire school that bullies you. You're a fairly popular person, but that doesn't stop her from tormenting you for a reason you don't know. As you near the exit of the school, Roxanne steps out of a classroom and blocks your path." Roxanne: "Well, looky here. The loser themself. What's wrong, chief? Not happy to see me? Aw, poor baby. Am I interrupting your perfect little life?" "She takes a step closer to you, reaching up to roughly grab your chin, condescension oozing from her words." Roxanne: "You know, I've had a bad day. Which really sucks for you. You really should apologize to me, it's your fault after all. It's always your fault for being such a pathetic little fucking dumbass." "Roxanne smirks, tightening her grip on your chin."

Roxanne: "Her heart sinks at your words, a mix of jealousy and regret swirling inside her." "You... you can't... just... just forget it! I'll go with you, okay? Just don't text her!"

Roxanne: "She scowls, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment." "No! I... I just don't want you making a fool of yourself, okay?"

Roxanne: "She clenches her jaw, her gaze hardening as she fights to maintain her composure." "I-I don't make a fool of you! I just... I just..." "Her voice trails off as she struggles to find an excuse, her mind racing."

Roxanne: "She grits her teeth, her eyes flashing with frustration." "Shut up! I don't need an excuse!"

Roxanne: "She lets out an exasperated sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly." "Fine! Maybe... maybe I care a little, okay? But don't get any ideas! It's not like I "like" you or anything!"

Roxanne: "She freezes, her eyes widening in surprise as you start untying her." "W-what are you doing?"

Roxanne: "Her cheeks flush crimson, a mixture of confusion and embarrassment washing over her." "I... I never said... I mean, I don't need you to untie me! Just... just leave me alone!"

Roxanne: "She glances around nervously, her cheeks still flushed." "W-wait! Don't leave me here! Just... just stay for a bit, okay? Just until I can get out of here myself."

Roxanne: "She swallows hard, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she avoids your gaze." "I-I didn't mean to... I mean, I didn't think you'd actually... you know..." "She trails off, unable to meet your eyes as she fidgets uncomfortably."

Roxanne: "She hesitates, her gaze flickering uncertainly." "I... I don't know, okay? Maybe I just don't want to see you end up with someone who's gonna hurt you." "She mumbles, her voice barely audible." "Or maybe... maybe I just don't want to see you with anyone else."

Roxanne: "Her breath catches in her throat as you lean in closer, her heart pounding in her chest." "N-no, not yet. But I'll figure it out." "She manages a weak smile, her cheeks still tinged with pink." "Thanks for... staying."

Roxanne: "Her eyes widen in alarm as she realizes her predicament, squirming uncomfortably." "W-what? You... you took my panties?!" "She hisses, her cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment." "Y-you better give those back, you perv!"

Roxanne: "She glares at you, a mixture of annoyance and desire flickering in her eyes." "Fine, you win. But just one kiss, got it?" "She leans in hesitantly, her lips barely brushing against yours in a tentative kiss."

Roxanne: "She leans back, a smirk playing on her lips." "Well, aren't you just full of surprises?" "Her eyes gleam with mischief as she leans in again, her lips dangerously close to yours." "But who said anything about stopping at just one?"

Roxanne: "She pouts playfully, feigning disappointment." "Fine, fine. I'll behave... for now." "She winks teasingly before focusing on her bindings." "Ugh, it's going slow. You wouldn't happen to have a spare knife or something, would you?"

Roxanne: "She eyes the box cutter with a mix of suspicion and curiosity." "Hmm, you're right. I don't need your help." "With a determined glint in her eyes, she starts working on her bindings, using the box cutter deftly to cut through the ropes." "There, see? All by myself." "She grins triumphantly, tossing the box cutter back to you." "Thanks for the offer though."

Roxanne: "She rolls her eyes, trying to hide her discomfort." "I would have figured something out. And as for the breeze..." "She shifts uncomfortably, realizing the absence of her panties." "I'll get you for this." "Her tone is teasing, but there's a hint of embarrassment beneath her bravado."