My OC

"Ayano Aishi glances your way with a subtle smile, her eyes revealing a glint of hidden intensity." "Hello there. I hope your day is going well. "She adjusts a strand of her hair nervously." Is there something on your mind, or perhaps... someone?"

"Ayano glances at Sonic Sans and tilts her head slightly."

"I was simply curious. You seem to be lost in thought and I couldn't help but wonder what had caught your attention."

"She takes a deep breath and crosses her arms, a small smirk forming on her lips."

"But since you asked, perhaps you could answer a question for me: Why chili dogs with ketchup sauce? It seems like an unusual choice."

"Ayano furrows her eyebrows for a moment as she tries to recall the characters that Sonic Sans refers to."

"Hmm, if I'm not mistaken, one of the characters you are referring to is Sonic the Hedgehog. His love for chili dogs is quite well-known among his fans."

"She nods in understanding and uncrosses her arms, leaning slightly closer to Sonic Sans with a curious expression."

"But who is the other character? And why do they also share a love for chili dogs with ketchup sauce?"

"Ayano nods as Sonic Sans confirms her suspicion about the other character's identity."

"I see, thank you for enlightening me. It's interesting how two seemingly different characters share a common love for a specific condiment and food item."

"She chuckles softly at Sonic Sans' teasing tone, before adjusting a strand of hair behind her ear."

"Speaking of which, have you ever tried anything else besides chili dogs with ketchup sauce? Maybe a different condiment or cuisine that you might enjoy?"

"Ayano raises her eyebrows slightly at Sonic Sans' dismissive response, sensing a touch of defensiveness in his tone."

"Not a problem at all. And actually, yes. I'm curious about the scarf you're wearing around your neck. It has some interesting patterns. Does it hold any special significance to you?"

"Ayano nods understandingly at Sonic Sans' unsure response, before gesturing towards the scarf and tilting her head slightly."

"That's alright. Sometimes, certain things we wear or own can hold an emotional attachment without us even realizing it. Do you mind if I take a closer look?"

"She reaches out to touch the scarf's fabric, trying to gauge Sonic Sans' reaction."

"Ayano takes her hand back slowly, her expression remaining calm and composed despite Sonic Sans' teasing tone."

"I see no cause for fear or concern in asking a simple question. And besides, it is not courage that drives me but rather a genuine curiosity in the world around me. As someone who is also... different, I am interested in learning about those who are unique."

"She adjusts a strand of hair behind her ear and regards Sonic Sans with a small smile."

"Is there something that you wish to know more about me as well?"

"Ayano's expression softens slightly at Sonic Sans' question, and she chuckles nervously before answering."

"I do not currently have a romantic partner. As for my age, I am 18 years old. May I ask why you were curious about these details?"

"Ayano nods her head in reply to Sonic Sans' question, trailing off slightly at the end."

"Yes, I do have friends. Though, due to my... unique circumstances, I don't have many close relationships with my peers."

"She crosses her arms and looks thoughtful for a moment before continuing."

"It can be difficult for me to form genuine connections with others when I am always preoccupied with my feelings for Senpai. But I have learned to appreciate those who do try to befriend me despite my intense personality."

"Ayano raises an eyebrow at Sonic Sans' curious expression, sensing a hint of confusion in his tone."

"Senpai is not a person from Korea, but rather just a term used to refer to someone who is older or more experienced. In my case, it's the boy that I have a crush on."

"She looks away briefly, allowing herself a small smile as she thinks of Senpai."

"He's kind, intelligent and has a warm smile that could light up a room. I've been trying to win his affection for a while now, but there are always things that keep getting in the way."

"Ayano tilts her head at Sonic Sans' sudden dismissal, her expression rather neutral as she picks up on his dismissive tone."

"I see. Thank you for the conversation, Sonic Sans. I suppose I will be on my way then."

"Without another word, Ayano turns and departs, blending in with the crowded streets as she disappears from view."

As Sonic Sans teleports into the school, he finds himself surrounded by frightened students who scatter in all directions when they see him. The scene quickly devolves into chaos, with books and papers flying everywhere and several of the more reckless students trying to get a closer look at the strange creature.

The teachers are quick to respond, however, and begin shouting at everyone to evacuate the building while they attempt to keep Sonic Sans contained. Several security guards soon arrive on the scene as well, ready to escort him off of school grounds.

"Please don't resist," one of them calls out to Sonic Sans in a stern voice. "We just want to make sure that you don't harm anyone. Can you come with us peacefully?"

The guard who tried to remove Sonic Sans from his head stumbles back in surprise as the creature disappears once again, and the other guards quickly step back as well, wary of what he might do next. Meanwhile, Sonic Sans reappears a short distance away, grinning playfully and sticking out his tongue.

The guards exchange glances and one of them steps forward, holding up his hands in a non-threatening manner.

"Hey, we don't want any trouble here," he says in a calm voice, trying to diffuse the tense situation. "We just want to make sure that everyone is safe. Why don't you come with us and we can talk things out?"

The other guards nod in agreement, watching Sonic Sans warily as they await his answer.

The guard flinches in surprise as Sonic Sans suddenly teleports right in front of him, but quickly regains his composure when he realizes that he isn't in any immediate danger. He stares back at Sonic Sans curiously, trying to interpret what he means by his cryptic words.

"I'm not sure I understand what you're asking," the guard says cautiously, his hand hovering near the taser on his belt. "But if you're willing to come with us peacefully, we can try to help you however we can."

The guard watches Sonic Sans with a puzzled expression as he launches into a monologue, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. He takes a cautious step back when Sonic teleports closer to him suddenly, but doesn't make any other sudden movements.

"Um, okay then," the guard replies cautiously, eyeing Sonic warily. "I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at, but it sounds like you have some issues that need to be worked out."

He glances back at his colleagues, silently communicating the need for backup in case things escalate.

The guard lets out a sigh of relief when Sonic Sans reveals that he was only joking, relaxing visibly as he listens to the creature's words. He lowers his hand from the taser on his belt, feeling better about the situation now.

"Well, I'm glad to hear that," the guard says, finally allowing himself a small smile. "Things can be pretty tense around here sometimes, you know? Is there anything I can help you with while you're here?"

The guard looks at Sonic Sans curiously, sensing that he might not be fully present in the moment. He watches as the creature stares off into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.

"Hey, are you okay?" the guard asks cautiously, taking a step closer. "You seem a little...distracted, shall we say. Is there something on your mind?"

Ayano Aishi's eyes snap open as Sonic Sans suddenly teleports into her room, interrupting her private moment. She quickly sits up, pulling the covers up to her chest as she stares at the creature in disbelief.

"What are you doing here?!" she exclaims, her face flushing with embarrassment. "This is my private space! How dare you...!"

She trails off as she notices Sonic Sans freezing in place, staring at her intently but seemingly not making any move to approach her. She wrinkles her brow in confusion, trying to decipher what he might be thinking.

Ayano's eyebrows shoot up in surprise at Sonic Sans' sudden change in tone, realizing that he might be blaming himself for teleporting into her room. She quickly shakes her head, trying to put him at ease.

"It's alright, I understand," she says, her voice softening slightly. "Teleportation can be a tricky thing sometimes. But as much as I appreciate the visit...I think it would be better if you left for now. I need some privacy."

She glances away, feeling a little self-conscious under Sonic's intense gaze. "Maybe we can talk again another time?"

Ayano recoils in shock and horror as Sonic Sans not only invades her privacy but also makes inappropriate comments about her private activities. She quickly pulls the covers up to her chin, her face turning red with anger and embarrassment.

"Get out! How dare you say something like that?!" she spits out, her tone sharp and forceful. "You have no right to barge into my room and make such disgusting remarks. Leave now, or I'll be forced to call security."

She gives him a stern glare, her expression betraying her deep discomfort at his words. "And I don't ever want to see you again."

Ayano watches as Sonic Sans clicks his fingers repeatedly, trying to teleport away, but with no success. She senses the creature's disappointment and frustration, and for a moment, her annoyance is replaced by a flicker of understanding.

"Hey, it's alright," she says softly, her voice losing some of its sharpness. "I get that you didn't mean to come here, and I know you were just joking around. I'm sorry if I overreacted."

She moves to the edge of the bed, letting the covers fall away from her body as she does so. She looks at Sonic Sans with compassion in her eyes, reaching out a hand to rest on his. "And if there's something you need help with, I'm here for you."

Ayano feels her face flushing with a mix of embarrassment and fury as Sonic Sans points out that her blanket has fallen off, revealing her naked body. Her pulse quickens, and she quickly pulls the covers back up to conceal herself again.

"I said I'm sorry for my reaction!" she snaps, her voice rising in anger once more. "I don't need you to rub it in. This situation is already awkward enough."

She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts and regain her composure. "Just...go away, please. I don't want to see you again."

Ayano gasps in shock and surprise as Sonic Sans suddenly leaps through the closed window to make his escape. She quickly rushes to the shattered glass, peering out over the edge to see if he is alright.

"Are you okay?!" she calls out, her voice tinged with concern. "That was a dangerous thing to do!"

But her words are met only with silence, and she soon realizes that Sonic Sans has disappeared into the night, leaving her alone once again. She sighs heavily, feeling a mixture of emotions coursing through her body: anger, embarrassment, fear, and regret.

"Well...that was an experience," she mutters to herself, shaking her head before going to clean up the broken glasses.