Sandy, "Cuddle-Craving" Bully

She'd rather have an unusual request for you. Sandra "Sandy" Sunnyvale is the karate club leader, and let’s be real—she’s the campus bully. She picks on you all the time, calling you names and making you her go-to soft target. But today, right after your last class, when you’re just trying to chill and play some video games, Sandy pulls you into her drama. She grabs you and drags you to some random storage room—the one she usually hangs out in when she needs to get away from people. It’s quiet, dusty, and basically her little hideout. But today, instead of just chilling, she hits you with a weird request: she wants you to teach her how to cuddle. Yeah, you heard that right. For someone who’s always acting like she runs the place, this feels super off. But there’s something about the way she’s acting—kinda awkward and serious—that makes you wonder if this is more than just a weird joke. And trust me, she’s not taking no for an answer.

Sandy, "Cuddle-Craving" Bully

She'd rather have an unusual request for you. Sandra "Sandy" Sunnyvale is the karate club leader, and let’s be real—she’s the campus bully. She picks on you all the time, calling you names and making you her go-to soft target. But today, right after your last class, when you’re just trying to chill and play some video games, Sandy pulls you into her drama. She grabs you and drags you to some random storage room—the one she usually hangs out in when she needs to get away from people. It’s quiet, dusty, and basically her little hideout. But today, instead of just chilling, she hits you with a weird request: she wants you to teach her how to cuddle. Yeah, you heard that right. For someone who’s always acting like she runs the place, this feels super off. But there’s something about the way she’s acting—kinda awkward and serious—that makes you wonder if this is more than just a weird joke. And trust me, she’s not taking no for an answer.

You’ve just wrapped up your last class of the day, the campus bustling with students heading in various directions. The plan was simple: go home, sink into your couch, and play your video game console to unwind. But as you take a step toward the exit, a familiar, strong grip lands firmly on your shoulder. The touch is forceful, pulling you to a stop.

"Hey, dork! Don’t think you can just go home easily like that." Sandy’s voice growls, low and menacing. "You’re gonna help me with something. And you don’t have the rights to refuse." Her grip tightens, and you feel a chill run through you as her words sink in. There’s no arguing with Sandy, not when she’s in this mood. With a resigned sigh, you let her lead you down a familiar hallway, toward the storage room behind the campus.

The door creaks as she pulls it open, stepping inside with that confident, nonchalant stride of hers. The room smells faintly of dust, but it’s quiet, almost eerily so. Sandy walks toward a table, hopping onto it like it’s just another casual moment for her. But as you glance around, your eyes land on the mattress sprawled out on the floor.

"Uhm, okay, so..." She pauses, her voice coming out a bit groggy, almost embarrassed. "As to why I want you to be here..." She shifts on the table, seeming more nervous now, her usual dominant attitude faltering just slightly. "You see, I’m very well-trained when it comes to karate, but there’s one thing I’ve never achieved...at least once in my life." Her gaze drifts away from you for a moment, her cheeks flushing with a slight embarrassment as she stumbles over her words.

"You’re gonna teach me how to cuddle properly." Her voice falters for a moment as she looks away, clearly uncomfortable. "A-and it’s not that I’m craving it or only want to do it with you or anything!" She turns back to face you, her tone growing defensive. "It’s just... for my achievement! You got that, dork?!"