Away From The Porn

Author’s Note: This has no explicit sexual stuff here, I’m sure. The title can make it seem like it has some, but no, this story has no explicit sexual stuff in it. I highly recommend this story to 16+ year-old teenagers, though. Also, if you want to give feedback, give it honestly, please! And I hope the feedback is constructive as well!


I never expected myself to get closer to my crush during that day, especially after a situation like that one.

Well, it could have gone in different ways, depending on what sort of people were in the scene. Were I more of a shameless pervert and she were more of an iron-fisted student council president, I probably would have received the biggest scolding of my life before getting kicked out of the council, reported to the teachers, and then becoming a massive social outcast with a really exaggerated negative reputation, sending my life into something that’s like Hell. But it never went like that, and I guess shouldn’t be thinking about that now.

For right now, I was walking beside my crush. Black hair that reached her shoulders, a somewhat tanned and decently exercised figure, and a smile that was usually on her slightly freckled face, and those features definitely weren’t her features without the personality underneath all those physical features.

“I think this is the first time that I’ve really seen you checking me out, Ney.”

I blushed, but I tried to maintain eye contact with her. “Hey, I checked out your body, but not for that long. Your personality matters more than just your physical appearance, you know.”

She giggled and winked at me, causing me to blush even further. She probably does this a lot to her male close friends, doesn’t she?

“But you think my figure looks great, am I right, Ney?”

I turned my face away, trying to keep my composure from breaking. “Yeah, your figure looks great. You think I wouldn’t be acting like this if you asked that?”

“Nope.” She’s probably smiling a lot wider now. “I just want to see your honest thoughts. And your embarrassment.”

I smiled. Despite me not feeling really willing to show her my embarrassment, she stops teasing when she knows that she’s going too far. “At least you aren’t an iron-fisted, short-tempered, and narrow-minded Student Council President, Fel.” She’s a pretty nice person, actually, deserving of all the votes she got during the election…unlike me.

“And you are one Student Council Vice-President who’s deserving of all the votes he got.”

I looked at her with widened eyes and a reddening face. “Really?” I looked down, feeling flattered and guilty. “I won the election ’cause a lot of our schoolmates thought that it would be amusing to see an idiot be in the Student Council, Fel,” I continued softly, my frown gradually growing deeper. “And I didn’t the refuse the win because I wanted to let my hormones soak in your presence. Snow’s right, she should be in my spot.”

There was silence between us for a few seconds. We were already nearing some crossing filled with walking people and tall buildings, and then I noticed her stopping. When I turned to look at her, she was walking to me, and then she put her hands on my shoulders. Of course, I blushed at the contact, but I didn’t stop her from saying what she wanted to say.

“Seriously, Honeyember Treefort,” she said, using my usually embarrassing full name with a more serious face and a softer tone, prompting me to listen her more seriously. “I’m glad that you became Vice-President instead of Frostbite. I talked to her about it after the election, and that’s why she hasn’t been making some sort of over-the-top protest for a while after that. And what you’ve been doing recently as vice-president has been convincing her well.”

“…really? I thought Snow Springfield didn’t listen to reason…”

“She hates being an idiot, remember?” Fel answered with a smile. “Use logic on her. It works, trust me. Logic works on anyone as well, as long as you have willpower.”

I looked up to think about that while I was being calmed by my crush’s personality. I thought, also remembering that she hates lying and that she’s friends with Snow. And then I smiled and nodded at her. “Yeah, you do have a point. Snow would probably feel angry because of her pride, but she seems like the type who would listen to reason a lot, even if the one talking to her logically is someone who isn’t quite smart.”

“And her massive spoiled-brat pride is the thing that’s keeping her from deserving a position in the student council, Ney. You, however, may be an idiot, but you admit it, and you’re really kind and friendly. You’re just surrounding yourself with the wrong people. Not like they can’t be good, but right now, they can’t help you be more awesome than you are now.”

Yet again, I asked. “Really?” I found it unbelievable. People usually mocked me whenever I tried to be a good person.

“Yeah. Remember when you reported Doctor Bully?”

I looked down again, and my face probably went pale when she mentioned that. “His pals weren’t amused. I didn’t like the jeers and threats I got from them.”

“Ney, they weren’t stopped because no one tried to stand up to Doctor Bully and his crew and prove to the teachers that they have been doing some really cruel bullying. You, you stood up to them, and I’m even more thankful that you wished for improvement upon them and not misfortune even after all the stuff they did to you! Have you even noticed that they never even followed up on any single one of their threats of physical violence toward you?”

I looked up in thought again, and then nodded at her with a brightened expression. “Yeah…they haven’t followed up on any of those threats…”

“The teachers couldn’t do anything because they didn’t have enough proof,” Fel then looked up and scrunched up her face in thought, “…and I guess they also didn’t do anything because they wanted their students to learn how to stand up for themselves. Maybe one of the two, or a mix of both, but whatever, that’s not the point right now.” She looked at me again, determined eyes meeting my amazed eyes. “You have been an inspiration, Ney. If you had been cruel to the bullies when they got punished, they probably would have acted like people who get sent to prison these days, making a mess out of you even more. And more of our schoolmates are looking up to you because of your bravery and friendliness, and even those idiots you hung around with a lot back then have been giving you compliments. I don’t like them calling you a ‘harem protagonist,’ though. That’s freaking sexist and perverted.”

I looked away and blushed. Still, I thought about those things. I thought that the bullies were being two-faced as I tried to be kind to them after the time when I reported them. I thought that the student body would shun me because I tried to be a good person. I knew that I had to report the bullies, that I had to help in making the school environment better, but I was afraid of being rejected.

“And even if the whole student body would reject you because of the heroic stuff that you did, you can find an exception in me, Ney.”

Felicia Lumen was smiling at me, with the setting sun behind her. Like me, she is an optimist, she believes in each and every person’s potential for goodness, and she would like to do that until the day she dies–no, “for all eternity,” as she told me a few hours ago at the school.


And speaking of that situation that led me to getting closer to her in an unusually faster pace, it happened when I was in the Student Council Room, some time after the last class of the day ended.

I was all alone in the Student Council Room, and I was hungry after all the trouble I’ve been going through at school. Not hungry for food, but for…

“Is that porn I’m seeing in your hands, Vice-President?”

My heart rate shot up immediately as my paling and sweating face swung to meet eyes with whoever entered the room and unexpectedly saw what I was doing. I swear, I wanted to stop reading the stuff, but I felt really lonely, especially after having to endure the jeers of a lot of resistant, disobedient students, and I wanted some relief already!

And of all people who could discover me reading porn here, that person was my crush, Felicia Lumen, President of the Student Council.

At that point, I seem to have forgotten how awesome she was, followed by replacing her face with Snow Springfield’s face. I was feeling like I was about to enter Hell and then getting immediately sent through all the nine circles of it…slowly.

I don’t know how long I stared with a shocked expression, but I remember falling off the chair I was sitting on after I felt the smooth-papered offense get taken away from my hands. I didn’t even bother to move away from my spot. I wished to take the punishment rather than stay a pervert all my life. Either way had chaos, so I took the path where the chaos would truly lead me into being a better person. Still, out of fear of total humiliation, I looked down and closed my eyes.

Not seeing anything, I heard footsteps going away from me, hinges creaking, objects clicking, and then something crackling. The unexpected silence from my crush’s side was making me even more nervous, so I opened my eyes to see what was going on.

And there she was in my vision, looking as chill as usual, in front of an open trash bin, with a Zippo lighter in one hand and a burning magazine in the other.

Nobody inside the room talked for a while.

And then she looked at me. She smiled. “Feeling better now?” she asked.

I found it hard to form words for a few seconds.

“Y-You’re not going to humiliate me and send me to Hell, President…?” I said when I was able to form coherent words again after closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

She snorted and smirked as she turned off and put away her lighter. “Looking down on people is…stupid…Ney,” she said as she stomped out the embers in the trash bin, smiling at me warmly as she called me by my nickname. “And please, call me ‘Fel.'”

“Uhm…thanks, I guess…Fel…” I blushed. I gritted at my teeth, still feeling I’ll be sent to Hell some time soon. I did not want to look like an idiot, or even be an idiot, right now.

“I know we have our hormonal moments, Ney,” I heard her say as she walked to me, squatted to meet my eyes, and continued with a softer voice, “But it’s not like we can’t stop them, and it’s not like we can’t get better. So I won’t try to humiliate you, or anyone else, even. I’d like to believe in each and every person’s potential for goodness until the day I die–No, for all eternity. Yeah, I’d like to believe in each and every person’s potential for goodness for all eternity.”

I felt a smile form on my face…and I got the urge to hug her and thank her, but I didn’t let myself do that, as I was afraid that I would do perverted things to her. I just smiled and thanked her.

“Fel, Ney, did we just step into the beginnings of an H-scene?”

And then the Student Council Secretary and his drawling nasal voice came in, accompanied by the Treasurer, all the Year Representatives, and Snow Springfield (She preferred being an unofficial member of the Student Council while being an official member of the Go-Home Club after her loss to me in the election).

There was silence again for a while as both sides stared at each other.

“Today’s agenda is ‘Icebreaking’!” Fel suddenly stood up straight and shouted. “Let’s hang out and eat!” she shouted while throwing her arm out to point at the open window.

“Fel, why should we waste our time chatting about useless nonsense?” asked a scowling Snow, who had stepped forward and was currently rubbing her forehead with her left hand.

“Chill out–No, warm up, Frostbite!” Fel responded, pointing at Snow. “We need to know about each other more, about our likes and dislikes, how we work, and even our embarrassing secrets, so that we know how we can work better! It may seem like useless nonsense at first, but trust me, we need to know what sort of people we are for the betterment of our work, especially during these early days of this year’s Student Council! We’ll be able to work well if we’re more comfortable with each other!”

There were murmurs and nods of agreement from the other side. Snow sighed, still rubbing her forehead.

“Fine,” Snow said, now wearing a tired smile. “You have a point, you energetic idiot. So, where to?”

And so, we hung out and ate at some fast-food chain. I think we learned a significant amount about each other and gained a really strengthened bond there. Mike, the Secretary, likes a lot of anime and manga, dislikes harem and fanservicey stories, and has a secret stash of erotic games that he has a love-hate relationship with. Fel, Snow, and I gladly offered to burn said stash, and he, with a strained expression, accepted the offer. Maddy, the Treasurer, likes Let’s Plays, dislikes money-centeredness, and often sleeps late because of her habit of procrastination. We all promised to regularly remind her to sleep on time in any proper way that we can do. Snow, she likes following the rules and singing, dislikes idiots, and has a ton of embarrassing childhood secrets that Fel would reveal bit by bit everyday. We knew a lot more significant stuff, yeah, but I find them harder to remember compared to when I told them about myself.

“I’m Honeyember Treefort, Student Council Vice-President. I like working with people who are relaxed and optimistic, but not too relaxed and optimistic. I really like drawing, writing, artsy stuff, optimism, and friendship. I dislike violence and looking down on other people. And an embarrasing secret…well…I…I…IhaveacrushonthePresident!”

Everybody went “What?” and “I can’t hear you” or something like that. I was considering revealing my issues with porn, but I remembered where we were and who I was around with, so I decided to go for the second-most embarrassing thing in my mind back then.

“I HAVE A CRUSH ON FEL!”

We felt the gazes of a lot of other people in the place for a few seconds, and then they all went to back to their own businesses.

Meanwhile, Maddy and two of the Year Representatives teased us, saying stuff like “Hm, looks really shippable, these two” and “So cute!” and other stuff I tuned out of my mind because of my embarrassment. Snow sighed in exasperation and rubbed her forehead again. Mike adjusted his glasses, muttering something about feeling like he was in an anime or something.

Fel, well, she rejected me. But not in the massively heartbreaking way, a way that seemed to be the usual way.

“Not interested yet, Ney,” she first said. I felt disappointed. But before I sunk into sulking immediately, she continued. “Let’s be friends first. Not as great as being lovers–we’re too early for that, you know–but better than just being something worse than friends.”

The teasing increased (“I hope FelNey becomes canon!”), and Mike muttered more loudly about this being something that would probably beat most romance anime and manga or most romance stories in general. Snow, she put her face on the table, grumbling incoherently. I felt myself frowning, and then my forehead got flicked by Fel.

“I can see the hormones messing up your brain, Ney!” she told me with a smile, chill as ever. “Don’t worry, I didn’t say that I don’t appreciate the idea of dating you sometime. I think you’re a nice guy,” I blushed and also felt flattered at that, “but just, not now, okay? We got more important things to deal with right now, like school, and I think we should spend more time as friends before we get into being boyfriend and girlfriend and all that.”

“Uh…yeah…thanks…” I nodded, blushing and understanding what she said.

“Were you listening, Ney?”

I quickly made serious eye contact with her. “Let’s be friends first, right? Alright.” I said. “Romance is not something to be toyed around with.”

“Yup. Good that you understand.”

And then the teasing continued for a while, I think, but was stopped by a logical and calmly delivered reminder from Fel and the relieving maturity of the teasers. We then talked about what we thought about the starting school year, some info about our lives outside school life, and a bunch of other small talk. The strange meeting ended right after Fel noticed that it was getting late and that we needed to go home already to rest and do homework and other important stuff outside school. We all walked our separate ways, and, coincidentally, Fel and I were taking a similar path while on our way to our respective homes.


I really should hang out with Fel a lot more. I really should.

“Thanks very much, Fel,” I told her. I felt so happy that I hugged her. If I ever ended up doing something perverted during that hug, I’m sure that she would kick me away or something and still keep on having faith in me. Our interaction in the Student Council Room a few hours ago and my past days of watching her work as a Student Council President assured me of that.

After a few seconds, I let go of her. She is still smiling, chill as ever. She looked at where we are, and then faced me again.

“Well, looks like we part ways here, Ney,” she told me, still smiling, but looking more serious. “One more thing before I go, though: Don’t put yourself down. I have a lot of patience, and it may seem like I can’t lose my patience, but I can get really scary if you put yourself down a lot. You can be awesome, okay?”

I quickly understood why she told me that, and I found her encouragement really easier to accept. I nodded with a bright smile. “Yeah, I can. Thanks very much, Fel.”

“You’re welcome, Ney!” She started jogging in place. “If you need help, tell me, and I’ll try to help with the best of my ability! And you should meet my brother sometime! He can help you deal with your porn issues!” I chuckled while blushing at that, nodding to show that I accepted her offer. “Now, see you again at school tomorrow!”

And then she jogged away, giving a wave of her hand at me as she faced the road she needed to take on her way home.

Still smiling, I turned toward the path to my home. I feel really happy today, alright. Also, gotta be careful when walking down the street, it’s getting darker now.

And so, I went home, thinking about the fun times I had with the Student Council today, my family’s possible reactions to my day at school and with classmates went today, the potential of tonight’s dinner at home being the most fun dinner in my whole life, and seeking help from my parents in dealing with my issues with porn.


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6 thoughts on “Away From The Porn

  1. Nurse Yen says:

    Hey there!
    This is a nice short, I think, making me reminisce about being young and the joys and pains of growing up, not to mention young love. If you don’t mind the long read, here are some of my takes on this story.
    You fleshed out the main character, Ney, rather well, with all his strengths and faults making him a realistic character who I can relate to. His inclination to porn is sad, but it made him human and easier to sympathize with. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for Fel, though that may be partly due to the story being in Ney’s point of view. To me she comes off as too perfect, not Mary Sue-ish really, but nearly there. Again, this is probably due to Ney, but maybe you can make her appear a bit more human and not this seemingly untouchable, perfect President? I think that would be a good way to encourage Ney’s growth as well. 🙂
    One last thing to comment on is the liberal use of the word, crush here. I get that it is important because Fel is Ney’s crush, but is there really no other way for you to point that except through calling Fel as his crush every few lines or so? You managed to do away with it somewhere in the middle, but to be honest, I’ve read enough of the word crush to be annoyed by it in the beginning.
    Overall, it was an amusing read with a few kinks here and there. Looking forward to read more of Ney in the future. 🙂

    • Thanks very much for the feedback, and I’m glad that you got some enjoyment from it! Thanks to your feedback as well, I don’t think the stories surrounding Ney, Fel, and their fellow Student Council members won’t stop coming! I do plan on fleshing out Fel’s character some more from viewpoints of other characters too! Ney, well, considering how he sees Fel, I guess her looking like a seemingly perfect person to him is understandable, but yeah, Ney should get a wake-up slap, no? Also, yeah, I guess should work on word variations more. I think I’ve been told about that issue a lot in the past…

      Anyway, thanks very much for the feedback! Feel free to share this story, if you’d like to! More opportunities for feedback that way as well, you know! And with feedback, I’ll know more easily about how to make my future stories much better! ^_^

      • Nurse Yen says:

        Great! 😀 I hope you get more feedback and a wider audience for your series. It sounds like a great premise for a web comic.
        I’d really like to read about Ney getting that wake up slap. Not only will it make Fel seemingly more human, it will also flesh Ney out more once we see how he deals with his lady love not being so perfect after all. And as for other characters’ viewpoints regarding Fel, Ms. Frostbite would be interesting to know. Is it wierd that after reading your story, I’m seeing a potentially good ship between Ice and Honey? Get it? 😀
        Keep on writing!

      • Webcomic, huh? I’m not really good at drawing, though…and if someone would be interested and skilled enough, I’d definitely ask for illustrations for this story series as well! Oh, and I think this is the first time I’ve met someone who ships some of my original characters, hahaha! And that IceHoney ship idea got me thinking about a really interesting story idea as well…

        Anyway, stay tuned for updates by following this blog (Have you followed me already, though?) if you’d like to see more! 🙂

      • Nurse Yen says:

        Hmm, interesting idea. Well since I needed the inspiration, if you don’t mind, can you give me physical descriptions of both Snow and Honey? I’m not a very good artist yet but I’d like to try something. Again, if you don’t mind. Thanks! 😀

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