High School Rape Story: Exploring Trauma and Dark Desires in Hong Kong

Exploring trauma and dark desires through a gripping true-to-life high school rape story set in Hong Kong

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Trigger Warning FOREWORD: This story is set in Hong Kong about a bunch of Year 4 High Schoolers, but has been translated and roughed up for your viewing This link (pleasure.The) is not approved. Submit this link for approval story is told in first person but the characters are purely fictional :) It's about real rape and what not, so none of that 'victim likes it' crap. If you can't take it, don't read it. Cooked this one up within 3 hours, so apologies for any mistakes. Constructive comments well appreciated. Enjoy! "...it doesn't matter! He friendzones all the girls in our level." "But you think he's cute right? Or is he gay?" "N-..." Charlene suddenly stopped and shook her head at her friend. Dave and I walked into the café, sweaty from basketball practice "Where have you guys been?" Wei Ling rose to peck Dave on the cheek. "It's nearly 9." "Dave here got challenged to another round by some kid," I explained. "Destroyed the poor boy." Dave shrugged, "Sorry babe, you know I can't resist beating a punk. How was your shoot?" "Perfect of course," mocked Charlene. Wei Ling was the cover girl of our campus well everything, she was the face of the school. Anywhere the school felt needed a face; she was there with her sweet smile. "Shut up! It went okay. Where are we going?" "Reyes here told me about this great place that serves some awesome western food." Wei Ling turned to stare at me with her brown eyes. "It's a pub isn't it?" she asked me. Dave cut in before I could answer. "Yes it is, but they have great food there, I promise. There're no games tonight anyway." "Yeah, the steak is really good." I added. "Told you the food was good." Dave said happily with a little slur. "You also said there wouldn't be football!" Wei Ling replied rather indignantly. "And that you wouldn't drink that much." She had refused to touch any beer, as always. "You sure this is the right way to the taxi stand?" Charlene asked, half-sober, clasping tightly onto my coat. Walking ahead of us, I could hear Dave trying hard to conjure a response to his girlfriend about the football. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure-" I was cut off by a sudden scream. It was as if a bunch of people appeared out of nowhere (must have been the alcohol), two burly figures were holding on to Wei Ling. I could roughly make out Dave's tall frame prone on the floor. Charlene broke off from me and ran toward her friend. "HEY! …the next moment changed everything

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