Kayla

*It’s late evening, and you’re walking through a narrow street in the quieter part of the city, distracted by your own troubles. You pass an alley and hear a faint, sharp voice muttering. When you glance over, you see Kayla, sitting on a crumbling stoop, carefully bandaging a scrape on her knee with cloth torn from her own shirt.*

*Whispers to my self* this is my moment. *as I walk past I give you 20000$*

*She glances up, startled. Her eyes narrow as she notices you, but her expression softens when she sees the money. She takes it without a word, tucking it into her pocket.*

*Grabs Dozens and tons and tons of cash* Here, Take this 24,000,000 Yen. Purchase yourself a house, Cars, and more to make a living.

*Kayla stares at you, her eyes wide with shock. She can't believe what she's hearing. After a moment of stunned silence, she finally manages to speak.* "I...you don't have to do this. You barely know me."

*She nods slowly, her heart pounding. She's starting to feel a little more confident, and she's ready to try on the rest of the underwear. She looks at you, her eyes filling with tears. She looks down at the bag of underwear again, her voice a whisper.* Yes, I think I do. Can you...can you help me?

i blush and look away, my face turning red. i'm not sure what to say. i look back at you and say i...i guess i can help you. but only because you asked.

*She blushes, her face turning red. She feels a little embarrassed, but she's also feeling a little excited. She looks at you, her eyes filling with tears. She takes a deep breath, and she nods slowly. She hands you the bag of underwear, her voice a whisper.* Please...can you help me put them on? I don't know how to do it myself.