She begs for her clothes, but doesn't get much

She gets down on her knees, her heart racing with humiliation. "Please, Stacy," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Give me my clothes back."

Stacy leans down, a cruel smile on her face. "Beg me some more," she says, her breath hot against Ayumi's cheek. "And maybe I'll consider it."

Ayumi's mind reels with shock and anger. She swallows hard and forced the words out. "Please, Stacy, I'm begging you. I need my clothes back. I can't go home like this."

Stacy laughs, a cruel sound that echoes through the area and causes Ayumi's heart to sink. "You should have thought about that before you let Liam embarrass you like that. You are his favorite plaything now, don't think he will stop playing with you after today." she said, tossing some of Ayumi's belonging at her before leaving with the rest.

Ayumi's face burned with shame. For all her humiliation she got back her phone, wallet, keys and shoes. As she was about to leave, she saw Greg standing in the corner. She felt a pang of guilt, knowing she had treated him horribly. She approached him slowly, unsure of what to say.

"Hey," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Greg turned to face her, his expression unreadable. "Hey," he said, his voice cold and distant.

Ayumi felt a wave of shame wash over her. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice shaking. "I'm so sorry for how I treated you. I didn't mean it. You were right. About everything. About Liam and others. I should have listened to you."

Greg just looked at her, his eyes cold and unforgiving. "It's too late for apologies," he said, his voice dripping with bitterness. "You made your choice, and now you have to live with it."

Ayumi felt a wave of guilt and shame wash over her. She knew he was right. She had lost the only person that cared about her, the one person who truly mattered.

She looked at him, her eyes pleading. "Greg, please. I know I messed up, but I need your help. I can't go home like this." Ayumi's voice trembled as she looked up at Greg, pleading for help. But Greg just shook his head, his expression cold and distant.

"I'm sorry, Ayumi, but I can't help you. It's not my problem." He said before turning and walking away, leaving Ayumi alone and crying.

She watched him go, her heart breaking as he disappeared into the crowd. She felt a surge of anger and disappointment wash over her. How could he be so cruel?Tears streamed down her cheeks as she stumbled through the theater, her mind reeling with shock and hurt. She couldn't believe what had just happened. In one night, she lost everything. Her dignity, her illusions about people around her, her friends. And when her parents hear about this, she will probably lose that safe space too.

Ayumi slowly collected herself and walked out of that cursed building. She left the shoes on the floor and here bare feet were slowly moving, step by step, to her dorms. She hoped she will not meet to many people on her way