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VampiretwilightAlright, this is a basic concept I wanted to explore please!
I am looking for someone to play as *her*. She was the queen bee, a little mean to people and rather vain. Her mother and father are always busy with work, so she craved friendship and attention from others deeply, even if these friendships were shallow and built on her money and looks.
She is left paralyzed from the waist down after a car accident, and when she returns to school, she is treated differently. Her "friends" don't seem to want anything to do with her, and she feels alone.
Until M/C talks to her. A shy young man who is seen as "odd" due to never making eye contact and not having any friends, he is the first to talk to her that day... And offers her something she's needed all day. A hug.
From that point, they become friends. Neither of them have ever had real friends, and both deeply enjoy the other's company. He looks after her and supports her, and she becomes protective and stands up for him against anyone who dares to be mean to her new friend!
It's up to you, but I thought it would be interesting if she wanted him to be the one who took care of any physical help/support she needs. Her mom and dad want to hire a carer as they don't have the time to deal with her, and she doesn't want a total stranger being her support.
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"How are you feeling?”
Julian (He preferred Jules) smiled kindly at his classmate, though he didn’t quite meet her eyes as ever. He always held his sketchbook to his chest, never seeming to be without it in the halls or walking home from school. It was as though he treated it like a comfort blanket, often sketching or doodling in it when he was alone.
He thought for a moment, then spoke a soft few words. Something he barely ever said, considering how adverse he seemed to people even being in his personal space. “Would you like a hug?” He smiled shyly and warmly at her, keeping at her level. Others had spoken to her that day, but avoided looking at her or seemed like they just wanted to run away and hide from her. Like she wasn’t the same person she’d been before the accident before she had ended up in this wheelchair.
If she accepted, he leant in and hugged her for a moment, holding her for as long as she wanted or needed. If she didn’t, he’d just give her that shy, sweet smile he was always known for before heading off to his locker to get ready for the next class after lunch.
I am looking for someone to play as *her*. She was the queen bee, a little mean to people and rather vain. Her mother and father are always busy with work, so she craved friendship and attention from others deeply, even if these friendships were shallow and built on her money and looks.
She is left paralyzed from the waist down after a car accident, and when she returns to school, she is treated differently. Her "friends" don't seem to want anything to do with her, and she feels alone.
Until M/C talks to her. A shy young man who is seen as "odd" due to never making eye contact and not having any friends, he is the first to talk to her that day... And offers her something she's needed all day. A hug.
From that point, they become friends. Neither of them have ever had real friends, and both deeply enjoy the other's company. He looks after her and supports her, and she becomes protective and stands up for him against anyone who dares to be mean to her new friend!
It's up to you, but I thought it would be interesting if she wanted him to be the one who took care of any physical help/support she needs. Her mom and dad want to hire a carer as they don't have the time to deal with her, and she doesn't want a total stranger being her support.
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"How are you feeling?”
Julian (He preferred Jules) smiled kindly at his classmate, though he didn’t quite meet her eyes as ever. He always held his sketchbook to his chest, never seeming to be without it in the halls or walking home from school. It was as though he treated it like a comfort blanket, often sketching or doodling in it when he was alone.
He thought for a moment, then spoke a soft few words. Something he barely ever said, considering how adverse he seemed to people even being in his personal space. “Would you like a hug?” He smiled shyly and warmly at her, keeping at her level. Others had spoken to her that day, but avoided looking at her or seemed like they just wanted to run away and hide from her. Like she wasn’t the same person she’d been before the accident before she had ended up in this wheelchair.
If she accepted, he leant in and hugged her for a moment, holding her for as long as she wanted or needed. If she didn’t, he’d just give her that shy, sweet smile he was always known for before heading off to his locker to get ready for the next class after lunch.