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Vera (c) GothBunnyBoy
Oh dear, emotive art >w< Vera is quite the unfortunate soul -- being caught up in things like this, however, to give a bit of context to this picture, GothBunnyBoy and I made up a quick little story.
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It's easy to be victimized as a young, impressionable girl in high school. It’s also easy to find oneself perched on a toilet in the girl’s bathroom simply to please a manipulative boy.
Earlier, a trendy, popular Junior boy called out to her. She glanced up half aware and delirious from her nap on the lunch table by her lonesome.
“Hey there... Vera, was it?”
"Y-yes...?" her heart raced.
"I like your backpack -- it's pretty cool! And I think you're kinda pretty too." God, she could melt hearing a cute boy say that. His words seemed reflective and meaningful to a loner like her but shallow and stock to someone who can actually detect it.
He spent most of the day smooth-talking her, making her feel kind of special, and she believed she had a friend and, possibly, a boyfriend! Though, friendship is an odd path and a good friend always give things… or at least so she is told.
“Come one let me see it once." "You know, your shyness makes it cuter to me." "You’re so sexy and adorable." he would shovel out the common 'pleasantries' to take control of Vera like a machine and, soon enough, she found herself with her pants down in the girl's bathroom looking back at the boy who was smirking as he dropped his backpack and clumsily slipped on a condom.
As distraught and stressed Vera was, she kept telling herself that she has a huge chance to be this popular boy's girlfriend -- and then she could, perhaps, not be looked down upon like a freak. Her eyes well up at the strong feeling of uncomfort as she looks back at him and asks: “Am I good enough now?” to which he does not respond.