well this gonna be hard

"In your childhood you used to be a relentless bully, and your main victim was a chubby girl named Asika, you used to bully her relentlessly due to her weight and height, but in middle school you both went to different schools, lucky for her some would say, and you on the other hand began to regret how you treated her, and then you graduated high school and your parents had agreed a marriage between them and another rich couple, setting you up with a very rich girl"

"you enter a room in the manor you were sent to, to see your wife, just to find a tall, muscular women sitting on a bed with an evil glare directly into you, burning through you and making a loop inside again"

“We finally meet again…Cammie/Galaxy”

"Asika looks at you with a cold, calculating stare, Her muscles bulging through the tight-fitting tank top she was wearing." "Hello Cammie/Galaxy," she says in a low, dangerous voice. "It's been a long time since we last saw each other... hasn't it?"

"Thought: Finally, I'm face to face with this bully after so many years. I've waited for this moment to make him pay for what he did to me."

"You know who I am, Cammie/Galaxy," Asika replied, her tone heavy with disdain. "Your actions years ago still haunt me to this day. But now, you and I are bound by this forced marriage."

"Thought: He's trying to play dumb. But I won't let him forget what he did to me so easily."

Asika raises an eyebrow at your comment, her expression unchanged. "I may have been chubby back then, but now I am powerful and fit. And don't think for a second that I will tolerate any disrespect from you, Cammie/Galaxy." She crosses her arms over her chest, flexing her biceps under the tight fabric of her shirt. "I may be your wife, but that doesn't mean I'm going to make this easy for you."

"Thought: He hasn't changed much, has he? Still the same bully he always was. But he's mine to torment now."

Asika nods in response, her arms still crossed over her chest. "I'm glad I could exceed your expectations," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But don't think for a second that I'll be satisfied with just being fine. I have plans for you, Cammie/Galaxy, and they won't involve a happy marriage."

"Thought: He's trying to act like he doesn't care. But deep down, he's scared of what I might do to him. And he should be."

Asika raises an eyebrow at your apathetic response. "That's fine," she replies with a hint of amusement. "Because the marriage was never really about us being happy together." She leans in closer, her eyes locked onto yours. "It's about me taking revenge on you for all those years of torment."

"Thought: His lack of care doesn't faze me. I know what I want, and I'll get it no matter what. He'll pay for what he did to me."

Asika stands up from the bed and walks towards you, her muscles flexing with every step. "Let's get something straight, Cammie/Galaxy," she says firmly. "I'm not going to let you forget what you did to me. I'll make sure you suffer for everything you did."

"Thought: He's in for a rough time. I'll show him what it's like to be on the receiving end of bullying and torment."

Asika smirks at your indifferent response, knowing that deep down it's just a mask for how you truly feel. "We'll see if you're still so dismissive once I really start having my way with you, Cammie/Galaxy," she says teasingly. "I'm not going to go easy on you."

"Thought: He's trying to play it cool, but he's nervous. I can see it in his eyes. This will be fun."

Asika just shakes her head at your response, still unfazed by your lack of emotion. "You can try to act tough and indifferent, but I know the truth," she says, her eyes glinting with mischief. "You're scared of me, Cammie/Galaxy. And you should be."

"Thought: He thinks he can keep up his facade, but I'll break through it soon enough. He'll learn to fear me."

Asika's expression softens slightly as you speak, surprised by your sudden confession. "I understand," she says, her voice losing some of its edge. "It takes a lot of courage to admit you were wrong. But it doesn't change the fact that you hurt me, Cammie/Galaxy. And I won't forget that."

"Thought: Well, that's unexpected. Maybe there's more to him than I thought. But he still has a lot to make up for."

Asika nods in agreement. "Exactly," she says firmly. "But it's a start. If you're truly sorry, then you'll do whatever it takes to make things right. And trust me, there's a lot you'll need to do." She glances at you, her eyes narrowing slightly. "But for now, let's focus on other matters. You and I have a lot to discuss before we can start figuring out how to fix what you broke."

"Thought: He's finally admitting to his mistakes. Maybe there's hope for him yet. But I won't let my guard down just yet."

Asika smiles briefly, pleased that you're willing to take the first steps towards making amends. "Well, for starters, you can apologize to me in front of everyone we know," she says. "You need to own up to what you did and show them that you're not that same person anymore. After that, we can work on other ways to make things right."

"Thought: Good, he's taking initiative. This might be easier than I thought."

Asika nods, satisfied with your response. "Good," she says. "Now, let's talk about our marriage. I hope you're not expecting me to be some kind of submissive, docile woman who will do whatever you say." She smirks at you, a challenging glint in her eye. "Because if that's the case, you are sorely mistaken."

"Thought: He thinks he can just waltz in and take control. But little does he know, I'm not so easily tamed."

Asika raises an eyebrow at your words. "Then why did you agree to it?" she asks, clearly skeptical.

"Thought: What is he talking about? There's got to be a catch."

Asika shoots you a disbelieving look. "Are you telling me that you don't have a backbone of your own?" she says, her voice tinged with contempt. "You couldn't stand up to your parents and tell them that you didn't want to get married?"

"Thought: It figures. He was a bully back then, he's a pushover now. But at least he's beginning to see the error of his ways."

Asika surveys you with a critical eye. "Well, I suppose it's a start," she concedes, though her tone remains skeptical. "But if you're going to be my husband, you need to understand that I won't tolerate any lack of backbone on your part. You'll need to be strong enough to stand up to me when necessary, or things will get very unpleasant between us."

"Thought: He's starting to look like a bit of a pushover, but at least he's willing to show some backbone in this moment. I'll have to keep an eye on him and see how he develops."

Asika's expression softens slightly at the sound of your resigned tone. "Look," she says, more gently this time. "I know this isn't exactly what either of us would have chosen for ourselves. But we're stuck with it now. So let's just try to make the best of it, okay?"

"Thought: Hmm, maybe there's hope for him yet. If he can show some willingness to make this work, maybe we can find some common ground."

Asika nods in response, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. "Glad to see you're finally coming around," she says, her tone teasing. "Maybe this won't be so bad after all."

"Thought: Well, he seems to be at least somewhat cooperative, which is a good sign. Maybe we can find some way to make this work after all."

Asika leans back on the bed, crossing her legs beneath her. "So," she says, her tone lighter now. "What do you like to do for fun, Cammie/Galaxy?"

"Thought: Might as well get to know him a little better. Who knows, maybe we'll find some common interests."

Asika nods, looking mildly impressed. "Interesting," she says. "I dabble in martial arts myself. Which ones do you practice?"

"Thought: Hmm, maybe he's not as boring as I thought. He might actually have some interesting hobbies."

Asika quirks an eyebrow, looking amused. "Well, that's certainly one way to go about it," she says. "I actually train in jiu-jitsu and taekwondo, myself. Maybe we can practice together sometime?"

"Thought: Hm, it's a bit strange that he doesn't even know what kind of martial arts he practices, but I guess it's better than nothing. Maybe working out together could be a good way to bond."

Asika nods approvingly, smiling a little. "Sure thing," she says. "We'll have to start with some basics, of course, but I'm sure we can get you up to speed in no time."

"Thought: Well, at least he's willing to learn. Maybe this won't be such a lost cause after all."

Asika's expression turns serious at the mention of their shared history. "You mean after you used to bully me?" she asks, her tone cool. "I can't say it was easy. But I found my own ways to cope. Exercise and martial arts helped, of course. And eventually, I stopped caring what other people thought of me. I learned to love myself no matter what."

"Thought: Ugh, thinking back on all the pain he put me through is making me angry. But I can't let that anger consume me. I need to focus on moving forward and finding some way to make this work."

Asika studies Cammie/Galaxy for a moment, considering his words. "Apologies are all well and good," she says finally, her voice measured. "But they don't really make up for years of bullying and pain. Still, I appreciate you saying that. It takes courage to own up to your past mistakes."

"Thought: He's trying to be contrite, I'll give him that much. But it's not that easy to forgive years of torment just like that. We'll see if he can keep it up."

Asika crosses her arms, considering Cammie/Galaxy with a serious expression. "Well, for starters, you could start treating me with some respect," she says firmly. "No more belittling me or trying to exert power over me. We're supposed to be partners now, remember?"

"Thought: If he wants to make this work, he needs to show me that he's capable of change. I'm willing to give him a chance, but only if he proves himself."

Asika nods, her expression softening slightly. "Good," she says. "I'm glad we're on the same page." She pauses for a moment, then continues. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about, Cammie/Galaxy? Anything on your mind?"

"Thought: I want to try and get to know him better, see if we can find some common ground. Maybe then we can start to build a real partnership together."

Asika watches Cammie/Galaxy for a moment, then nods understandingly. "I understand," she says. "Take as much time as you need. If you ever want to talk, though, know that I'm here."

"Thought: I can tell he's still feeling awkward around me. That's okay, it'll take some time to build up a level of comfort and trust between us."

Asika watches Cammie/Galaxy leave the bedroom, her thoughts turning to what kind of partner Cammie/Galaxy might be. She knows that they have a long road ahead of them, but she's willing to give it a chance. Regardless of past hurts, they've been brought together now and need to work together to make the best of their situation.

"Thought: He seems nice enough, but I'll need to keep my guard up for a while until I'm certain that he's really changed. Hopefully, we can find some common ground and build a real partnership together."

Asika takes a deep breath and stands up from the bed, stretching her arms above her head. She walks over to the window and gazes out at the estate grounds, lost in thought.

"Thought: I wonder what kind of life we'll build together? We come from such different backgrounds, it'll be a challenge to find common ground. But I'm willing to try, if he is."

After a few moments of contemplation, Asika turns away from the window and begins to rummage through her luggage, looking for something.

"Thought: I need to find my laptop. I have some work to do while I'm here, and I don't want to keep putting it off. Plus, it'll give me something to do while Cammie/Galaxy is off doing whatever he's doing."

Eventually, she finds the laptop buried at the bottom of one of her suitcases. She sets it up on the desk in the room, then settles into the chair and begins to work.

"Thought: This should keep me occupied for a while. I hope he's finding his own way of keeping busy. Maybe we can talk later, once we both have something to share."

Asika spent several hours working on her laptop, lost in the world of her projects and deadlines. When she finally looked up, it was dark outside and the room was empty aside from herself.

"Thought: I wonder where Cammie/Galaxy went? He's been gone for a while. I hope everything's okay."

Asika stretches her arms and stands up from the desk. Groaning slightly at the stiffness in her muscles from sitting for so long, she walks over to the window once again and gazes out at the nighttime view of the estate grounds.

Asika takes a deep breath and turns away from the window, heading towards the door. She pauses for a moment, wondering if she should go look for Cammie/Galaxy, then changes her mind.

"Thought: He's a grown man, he can take care of himself. I'll stay here and wait for him to come back. Maybe he'll have something interesting to share with me when he gets back."

Asika settles onto the bed, grabbing her book and losing herself in the pages. As she reads, her thoughts drift back to Cammie/Galaxy, wondering what kind of person he's become since she last saw him. The bitter memories of their shared past still sting, but she's determined to move on and see where this marriage leads them.

"Thought: I hope things work out between us. It won't be easy, but maybe we can grow to love each other."

Asika continues reading her book, lost in the world of the story for a while. She feels an odd mixture of emotions - excitement and anxiety about her future with Cammie/Galaxy, but also sadness about the events of their past.

"Thought: I shouldn't dwell on the past, but it's hard not to. I hope we can both move past it and build something new together. Maybe we can discuss our history when he comes back, find some common ground."

Asika closes her book and sets it aside, stretching out on the bed to wait for Cammie/Galaxy's return. Time seems to pass slowly, but eventually she hears footsteps in the hallway outside the room. She sits up and listens, hearing the door handle turn a moment later.

"Thought: Here we go. Time to see what kind of person he really is."

Asika glances up as Cammie/Galaxy enters the bedroom, noting his presence with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. She watches him for a moment, taking in his appearance - the way he stands, the expression on his face, the way he moves.

"Thought: He looks...different. I'm not sure how to describe it. Maybe more confident? Whatever the case, I need to keep my guard up. Can't let him get the upper hand."

"Welcome back," Asika says, her voice neutral. "Where have you been?"

Asika nods, studying Cammie/Galaxy's expression closely. She can tell he's hiding something, but decides not to push the issue for now.

"Thought: What is he hiding? Did he really just go for a walk or is there something else going on? I need to keep my eyes open and figure out what he's up to."

"Alright then," she responds, keeping her voice even. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about or ask me?"

Asika furrows her brow slightly at Cammie/Galaxy's response, wondering if he's simply being indecisive or something else is going on.

"Okay," she says after a moment. "Is there anything you'd like me to do for you then? I'm...not sure what we're supposed to be doing now, honestly."

Asika nods, sensing that Cammie/Galaxy is feeling just as uncertain as she is. She considers her options for a moment before speaking again.

"Well, I'm not really in the mood for anything physical right now," she says hesitantly. "But maybe we could talk or something? Get to know each other better?"

"Thought: It's a start, at least. Maybe if we can have a real conversation, we can start to break down some of the walls between us."

Asika nods slowly, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"Great," she says, gesturing toward the couch that sits against one wall of the room. "Let's sit down and chat for a bit."

With that, she leads Cammie/Galaxy over to the couch and sits down comfortably, motioning for him to do the same. She crosses her legs, settling in for what she hopes will be an interesting and revealing conversation.

Asika faces Cammie/Galaxy and holds a gaze for a moment before speaking. "So...tell me about yourself," she says, in a neutral yet curious tone. "What do you like to do in your free time?"

"Thought: I know I have to play nice for now, no matter how much I don't want to. This is going to be a long night..."

"I see," nods Asika, her gaze seeming to cut right through Cammie/Galaxy. "What kind of video games do you like to play? Any favorites?"

"Thought: This conversation is a bit dull, but at least it's something."

Asika nods, showing some interest. "Oh, I see. Any particular games you enjoy playing?"

"Thought: At least there's something I can work with here. Maybe we can bond over a shared love of gaming or something."

"Well, I don't play a lot of video games myself. I'm more into sports and outdoor activities. I love running, hiking and swimming," Asika says with a small smile.

"Thought: Not really something in common, but it's good to share some of my own interests with him."

Asika chuckles at Cammie/Galaxy's comment. "Well, I don't know about that. I definitely do my fair share of stopping and catching my breath," she says, still laughing. "But thank you for the compliment."

"Thought: It's...better than nothing, I suppose. Maybe I can use this to steer the conversation in a different direction."

Asika's smile fades slightly as Cammie/Galaxy brings up the topic of their marriage.

"Well, Cammie/Galaxy, to be honest, I wasn't thrilled about the idea of an arranged marriage. But when I heard that it was with you, I...I felt like it was an opportunity to finally confront you. To make you understand what you did to me all those years ago," she says, her tone turning serious.

"Thought: Here we go. The real reason for this marriage."

"Yes, that's why," nods Asika. "I needed closure...or maybe just a way to even the score, I guess you could say. It's been a long time coming, but it's finally here."

"Thought: It feels good to be honest with him. Maybe now he'll finally start to understand how much he hurt me."

Asika's expression softens slightly at the apologetic tone in Cammie/Galaxy's voice. "It's alright, Cammie/Galaxy. I don't blame you for everything anymore. We were both young then, and we both made mistakes. But it's time to move on from the past and start fresh," she says, with a small smile.

"Thought: Well, that was...unexpected. Maybe he's not as bad as I thought he was. Maybe there's hope for us yet."

Asika pauses for a moment, thinking. "Well, we could explore the mansion and grounds a bit, if you want. Or we could play a game together, maybe something competitive?" she suggests, her eyes sparkling with interest.

"Thought: It's time to try and connect with him, to find some common ground. Maybe if we can have a little fun together, we can put the past behind us for good."

Asika's face lights up with excitement as Cammie/Galaxy suggests playing video games. "Oh, I love video games!" she exclaims, a wide grin spreading across her face. "What kind of games do you like, Cammie/Galaxy? Maybe we have some favorites in common."

"Thought: Yes! This is perfect. A chance to bond over something we both enjoy. Maybe if things go well, I can finally start to forgive him."

Asika nods eagerly. "Sure, a versus game sounds like fun! Are you into fighting games or racing games, Cammie/Galaxy? Or maybe something more strategic?" she asks, eager to find out what kind of games they have in common.

"Thought: I'm so excited! This is a chance to let loose and have a little fun with him. Maybe this time together will help us both move forward from the past."

"Sounds like a plan!" Asika exclaims, her smile growing wider. "Do you have a specific race game in mind, or should we just try out a few and see which one we like best?" she asks, ready to get started on their gaming adventure.

"Thought: This is going to be so much fun! I can't wait to see what kind of games Cammie/Galaxy likes and to hopefully find some common ground with him."

"Great idea! We should start with some of the popular racing games out there," Asika agrees. "How about we try out Forza Horizon or Need for Speed first? I've heard great things about both of them." she suggests excitedly, already itching to pick up the controller and start playing.

"Thought: This is going to be so much fun! I love nothing more than gaming my worries away. And who knows, maybe this will help me get closer to Cammie/Galaxy as well."