violence vs prince

This person was silly- But it was ok, because Ayano was very good at playing along with pretend games. She’d lived with 3 siblings for the majority of her life, it wasn’t that hard-

"I see." Kashima nods solemnly,  her brain immediately thinking of scenarios if this were a drama. "If you're the hero, perhaps I should play the villain? But ah, plots where the heroes and the villain fall in love are quite rare.." She hesitates a little, but just barely. "Let's do it!"

Send me "I just want to try something..." and my character will react to your character saying that and then...

**mostly fluffy/shippy; some slightly nsfw scenarios present

   “You're so adorable when you attempt flattery, my flower.” So she says, but proceeds to point at the ramen stall nearby anyway. “Sure; how about there, then?”

      Once again, club activities ended without the slightest hint of Kashima. This was no surprise, as their prince more than often preferred sputtering sugar-coated words at poor, delusional souls rather than showing up at meetings. Hori would have set out on an adventurous quest to look for her if he could, but today allowed no such thing. A school event was coming up, and as club president, he already had his hands full. There was simply no time for him to waste — not even on the main actress.

   She had a perfect excuse for this, if only the president would just listen-- Nope. A foot planted itself on her cheek, sending her flying. Putting on her most wounded expression, Kashima got up, pouting and rubbing the bruised side of her face. “Senpai, it's unfair to use violence on someone who hasn't gotten the chance to explain themselves!”

    “Haha, I was just kidding. It wouldn’t be good if I got injured, after all.” She could already think of one person in particular who would get mad if she broke anything.

           [ ♔ ] ღღ Alex chuckled ❝Don’t worry, you won’t get injured. It’s not kick boxing, or wrestling, or any of those. You’ll be fine!❞ Although there are ways of getting hurt on the court. She just wasn’t aware of it herself.

   “Really? I won't break a bone or anything like that? That's cool!” Kashima replied enthusiastically, her entire face lighting up at the rather belated revelation. Still, it made her itch to try the sport out, an almost childish pout on her lips. As if she was telepathic, the few guys on the court apparently got bored of the game and left, leaving the ball behind. 

[text] that’s not even the main plot of the story!