You've always respected her.
Quiet, kind, good grades.
In many ways, you felt like she was your mirror.
You exchanged silent gazes in class. Maybe it was your delusion, but you could swear this is how you communicated.
This was your first time having such complicated feelings, so you sat on it for a very long time.
But finally, you've decided to confess how much you love your classmate, Ouro Kronii.
You waited around a long time near the entrance after class ended. You were hoping to approach her as she was leaving, she always did so late.
Instead, what you were met with... was yells.
"Agh... s-stop! Please!"
"Quit moving around!"
Two girls - members of the sukeban gang you were familiar with but always avoided - lifted up Kronii, throwing her onto the pavement.
"Guh! Ohh... ow..."
Subsequently, the leader of their group, you knew her name, Korone, appeared carrying a metal bucket...
You were paralyzed as you watched her drench Kronii in water completely. The others surrounded her, kicking and laughing. They knew just where to hit to not leave a bruise.
They knew their hiding spots, they always had an alibi. This kind of abuse could never be traced back to them, so they'd never face justice...
Unless... you had something to say about it.
Your desire to save Kronii put energy back in your legs. They started moving.
You ran, ran faster than the wind, your fist heading in the direction of Korone's cheek as she slowly turned her head...
...and you whiffed.
She took only a step back, and you quickly fell onto the ground, having leaned forward so much.
You clutched your arm, having been scraped when you fell. All the while, the others lost interest in Kronii and quickly surrounded you, with only Okayu left to restrain her.
"Hahahaha, seriously...?! Are you trying to play hero?"
"You've read too much manga!"
You tried to get up, but Korone kicked your stomach painfully, knocking the wind out of you.
"No...! I know him! That's anon, from my class! Stop it, sto- urgh!"
Well, at least she knows you.
Korone squatted, leaning forwards to look you in the eye.
"Aw... she likes you? What a love story."
"What class are you from, huh?"
You refuse to answer.
"Grr... Do any of you recognize this guy?!"
"He's from my class, I think. Doesn't ever talk to anyone. Always staring at people."
"Ew, creepy! Ahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
They laughed all in unison, so loudly...
Yet, no one dared to step in to save you.
"So... I think we can make use of them at our hideout. What do you guys say?"
They all nodded together, agreeing with and praising their leader at a vague suggestion like that.
Restrained, and much more physically unfit than them, you were carried somewhere.
It didn't matter how much you struggled or how much you yelled. Almost all of them knew martial arts, and almost all of them were much stronger than you.
If you posed a problem, they'd just beat you into shape.
Battered and bruised, you were too exhausted to prevent yourself from arriving at your destination...
They threw you and Kronii onto the creaking wooden floor of their barely illuminated hideout.
You had no idea where this is, much less what they'd do to you here.
"Pull your phones out, everyone. I've got an idea for these lovebirds, and I want to get as many angles as possible..."
Korone licked her lips. You had no clue what she was imagining in that head of hers.
Kronii coughed, trying to get up, but she was quickly pushed back down.
They grabbed you, lifting up, but holding your arms in place painfully.
"Ah... what are you doing?! No, stop! Please, stop!"
"Stay still, damn it!"
"Guhrk!"
The sounds of fabric being ripped apart, as well as her protests, were your only clue of what was happening to Kronii, behind you.
Inexplicably, Korone ducked down, unzipping your pants. What... is this?
"So this is a dick, huh... Are they usually this small? Hahaha."
She played with your flaccid penis, making it flap around, giggling at it.
Kronii was pushed around, brought to a position where she could see the both of you.
You refused to look at her.
"Noo...! Don't do this!"
You wondered why she even bothered screaming at them. It's not like they'd stop...
"I need you to get hard for me."
You can't exactly do this on command, especially not when you're this scared.
Korone growled, reaching for something in her pockets, before suddenly stopping and standing up.
"You know what, violence won't work. Turn him around."
Mio turned you around, forcing you to stare at Kronii.
She was completely and utterly naked, not a single sign of her clothes anywhere. Even her earrings had been removed.
Sure, you found her hot, and you would've liked to see something like this... but not in this context!
"Go on, stare all you want. Come on, you're a man, aren't you?! Get hard already! There's a naked girl in front of you!"
Her cronies forced Kronii onto her back, spreading open her legs.
Right in front of you.
"Noooo!! Don't look!! Ughh..."
For some reason, that kind of did the trick.
Seeing her pussy spread open like this, held down by several other cute girls, like they wanted you to rape her, all while she cried...
You could feel yourself getting erect already.
"There you go... wasn't so hard, was it?"
Her gang started pulling out their phones, filming you, their lights forcing you to look away.
Korone pushed you, making you stumble closer to Kronii. You tried to resist, but it didn't do you any good.
Your cock and her pussy just inches away, you quickly realized what they wanted out of the two of you.
"No..."
You muttered a quick apology. Looking away and gritting your teeth, you weren't able to do anything as you were forced to enter her.
"Gyaahh!!! Uugh... uuuhh... sob"
You couldn't bear to stare. They giggled and hurled insults at the both of you, all while recording this depraved act.
"Ew, she's bleeding. Is she okay...?"
"Doesn't mean anythin'. She's just never fucked a dude before."
"Eehh?? Isn't that kind of pathetic? giggle"
"..."
Korone stared at you, playing with a box cutter in her hand, what she had tucked away in her pockets. She didn't need to say anything to communicate what she wanted.
You began to hesitantly move your hips. Kronii cried out with each thrust.
You wondered if she hated you for doing this...
"You're too slow. Faster."
"Yeah! What are you, stupid?!"
You had no choice but to obey their commands...
It was tough. It felt good, sure, but it was meaningless. Not when your partner was crying, miserable on the floor. Not when you were surrounded by phones and laughter.
You don't even know if you'd be able to cum. And you were even more scared of finding out what they'd do if you couldn't.
Suddenly, Korone pushed you, causing you to lean over Kronii.
"Don't you love each other?! Go on, kiss!"
You apologized, over and over again, as she made you sloppily and messily kiss her. You had no idea how to do this, and neither did she, and neither of you wanted to do this.
Korone sat down as she watched you rape Kronii, pulling off her underwear and rubbing her own clit.
...
Your rhythm and actions were dictated by her gang in every way. You were like their puppet.
"Is he gonna cum? This is taking too long!"
"Ugh, cum already!"
"Go on, cum!"
"Korone's already cummed a dozen times, why haven't you, asshole?!"
"What are you, a girl?! Knock her up!"
"Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!"
You were pushed deep inside Kronii, while the unruly crowd chanted, over and over again, like this was some kind of game.
You cried while apologizing, your semen filling her womb, the two of you quivering together.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" was like your mantra. The only thing keeping you sane.
"...Good boy."
Korone softly stroked your head, as blood and cum flowed out of Kronii's pussy, mixing together.
The latter, for her part, was too exhausted to even cry.
She threw you down to the ground, forcing you to slip out of Kronii. You were pretty tired yourself, and could only muster a tiny 'ow'.
She pressed her box cutter against your throat, just barely not drawing any blood. A threat.
"...Don't tell anyone. Or..."
You nodded quietly.
"Alright, let's get these losers out of here. Oh, and, don't forget to send it to everyone!"

...

You never really told your parents.
You just complained of excessive bullying at school. This was true, technically. But they were all harassing you over that video.
You were lucky. Very lucky. It never landed in the hands of school staff. But they were worried for you all the same.
Not like you could ever tell them.
Kronii didn't show up to school, not anymore. And obviously, since you moved prefectures, you wouldn't be able to see her again.
You turned your heart into steel, and chose to see things as being better that way. Ignorance is bliss.
And with that motto, your life went by without meaning. You repeated motions eternally, and lived quietly in retirement afterwards, never making any friends, or ever starting a family.
Again, it was better that way.
When you passed, your house was seized and cleared of your belongings, sold to someone else.
They would renovate the house, finding a hole in the wall, containing an USB drive...
"...Huh."
"Hey dad, come take a look at this. It's just called 'video.mp4'. Kind of spooky."
"..."
"..."
"Dear god..."

...

Most of the teenagers in that video were never identified. It was too shaky to really tell.
Given the date the video was created, presumably, all of the participants are old or passed away.
The only person who could be identified was one Ouro Kronii. She vanished at 16, her shoes having been found at the entrance of a forest.
Presumably, she committed suicide. It was clear why, to anyone who watched the video. Though the government went to great lengths to remove it from the Internet, it never quite went away.
Of course, there are fringe theories. The body was never found. Maybe she just faked her death to avoid the association, and changed her identity somewhere. Maybe she didn't commit suicide, and was killed by her abusers, and it was framed as a suicide. There's no telling what really happened, even if the police ran with 'suicide', and either way it doesn't change the fact she was never seen again.
No one ever came forward knowing who the people in the video are. And despite the outcry, and the drama, and the documentaries, nobody saw any resolution to this event.
So, it would seem Ouro Kronii's cruel case would be doomed to fade away into legend, spoken of in hushed tones, and providing entertainment to those who come after.
One can only wonder what her last moments were like... and what she thought of the man forced to rape her.

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Pub: 24 Sep 2021 21:25 UTC
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