Okay this definitely isn’t as extreme as some other stories here, but I figure I’d at least submit it to you guys.
Not sure if I need a trigger warning for pedophilia or not. I’m just going to assume so just to be safe.
So a while ago I was committed to a psyche ward for mental illness symptoms - already pretty heavy stuff for me. While there I met a girl we’ll call Tea.
Tea was a relatively normal girl (I think she was actually FTM, judging by her appearence and her mention that she went to school as a boy, but I’m not sure so I’ll keep it simple and use female pronouns.) - She did draw in an anime style, and mixed some Japanese words into her English sometimes, but I couldn’t notice any much more.
Well she seemed like she really had no friends there, and I wondered why that was. Then one day I was sitting with my friend, whom we’ll call Bluejay, when she handed me a paper with anime Vocaloid doodles on it. She then said that Tea drew them for her, and pointed to her sitting alone at a table.
I thought they were pretty nice drawings, so I walked over to Tea to compliment her on them. I told her they were nice Fear Garden doodles and she asked me how I knew what they were from. I told her how I knew about Vocaloid too. She sounded excited when she responded with “Cool.”
I sat down at her table and watched Tea draw for a bit, then started drawing myself. I draw in a very cartoon-esque style, so when she leaned over my paper she had a confused look on her face. She didn’t say anything and went back to drawing. It felt like she immediately thought I drew anime because I liked Vocaloid. I brushed it off however and looked over at her drawings. She was drawing a picture of anime Flapjack from The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack. I complimented her on it and she responded with a bored “Thanks.” We continued to draw nonchalant to the comment and had a pretty decent time with each others company, until about the end of the day.
Around that time she was drawing again, so I asked her to draw me. She agreed and started hurriedly scraping her crayon against her paper. When she finished, she handed it to me and said, “Here you go. You’re so kawaii desu!” I giggled nervously and folded up the paper and put it in my pocket. Then she went back to singing the Boku no Pico theme and doodling anime Flapjack half-naked. Inbetween strokes she would blabber on about how much she loved shotacon, and how she was so “Shotacon-deprived” from being there. She seemed to have endless knowledge of Boku no Pico and consistently talked about it and how much she loved it. I was silent through most of the conversation.
Two groups in and we’re going outside. We are told to draw a circle with chalk on the ground and draw inside of it whatever makes you happy. I, being as lazy as I am, simply drew a smiley face. I made a joke to Tea about drawing Pico in her circle, but I guess she couldn’t tell it was a joke, because she actually did it. I tried to talk her out of it, say people might get the wrong idea if she drew a small boy inside her circle, but she insisted. I pretended to laugh along with her when people came to stare. We then walked over to the swings, where two little boys swung happily. She kept trying to get one to sit in her lap, and offered to push them. Every time they said no she would mumble a curse and then laugh with me. I tried to avoid her for the most part - I even tried to make her want to avoid me. Nothing worked, and I found her leaching on to me. I guess I really was her first friend there.
In our next group we were playing a card game where you asked a question ona card and the group answered. A girl across the room asked ‘If you could change a law, would you and what would it be?’. Tea whispered to me that if the counselor looked right at her, she would say ‘The law that makes shotacon illegal.’. I told her not to, and had to save myself from embarrassment when the counselor looked over at us by bringing up SOPA. Later, as I was still recovering from the previous close call, Tea whispered to me that a girl we’ll call Fever was pregnant. I was reluctant to accept such news, and felt extremely lost and embarrassed to know. It felt like I wasn’t supposed to know the information, and apparently I was right, because a large fight broke out between Fever and Tea, and many other girls in the room. I have high-functioning PTSD and can’t be around fighting, so I broke down crying and ran out of the room to my door down the hall. A nice girl who will go by Anonymous here, helped me calm down and we entered the room together once the fighting stopped. When we came back there was no sign of Tea or Fever.
Bluejay started avoiding me after that and Tea became a borderline stalker to me. I finally put an end to Tea’s stalking and constant chattering with a simple statement that I was not interested in shotacon and just barely interested in anime. She seemed to back off and respect me after that, but she hasn’t let go of her weaboo aspects - mixing Japanese with English, shotacon, Boku no Pico, and her anime drawing style.
I left on a good note with her despite what happened, but I’m glad I don’t have to see her again.