Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-31594143-20170508031902/@comment-27800590-20170510233537

(Mantis/Honey Bee. Mantis arms, 'eyes', and clothing style, honey bee abdomen, colour scheme, and wings. Slow to make friends, but very sweet once she has one. Name: Amalia Daralen.)

We met when we were in our first year of high school, since most of the mamono avoided her because she was 'weird', while her seemingly cold attitude towards strangers wasn't exactly conductive to having friends. We were introduced by a teacher who was worried about our lack of social involvement. We had a few things in common, and I was intrigued by her appearance rather than driven away by it.

After a few weeks she must have decided we were friends, since she started opening up to me and we started meeting up outside of school.

One day, in our last year of school, I saw her being picked on by a minotaur from one of the lower years. I tried to tell them to leave her alone, but they just laughed at me and kept teasing her about being a halfbreed. I charged into them and managed to knock over one of the minotaurs. The rest turned on me, the leader picking me up by the throat and threatening me.

She didn't have me for long, since Amalia quickly brought her arms to bear on the minotaur, giving her a very clear demand to back off. The minotaur was surprised, but didn't let go, or stop calling her names. We were all in the principals office a few minutes later, and despite our best efforts the principal sided with the younger girls, on the grounds of 'we should have known better'.

That night, while at home, I heard a knocking on my window. Looking over, I could see her, hovering outside. I opened the window and was tackled to the ground with a hug, and could feel hot tears rolling down my face. After a few seconds I wrapped my arms around her and sat up, holding her while she cried. She just held me for what must have been half an hour, crying.

When she was finally done crying we started talking, she was considering running away, just leaving and never coming back. I did everything I could to convince her to stay, and when nothing else convinced her, I kissed her. What started as a quick, desperate kiss soon turned into a passionate make out, and before I knew it we were on my bed, most of my clothes shredded and her sitting on top of me, that cute smile warming her face.

That night was long and passionate, and once we were done, we fell asleep in each others arms. My mother was more than a little surprised when Amalia's parents came looking for her, and found us in... less than modest condition. Once we'd gotten dressed and made our way downstairs, we talked about what happened the day and night before, and today we have plans to talk to both the principal and those minotaurs.

We don't care what happens from here on. We have each other, and no one can take that away from us.