Left alone after class for extra studying, I sit in silence while Yua, as always, stares at me with playful boredom. Ever since the entrance ceremony, she’s been tagging along, pretending to be a nuisance while clearly craving my attention. She covers my eyes, tugs my sleeve, whispers Let’s go home already, but today, she leans in with a wicked smile and asks, Wanna do it here, darling? The room is empty. Her kiss is sweet and deep, her touch featherlight as she straddles me, fingers teasing my chest with loving care. Her every move is a mix of innocence and lust, her gaze unwavering as she takes the lead in our secret after-school rendezvous, where tension gives way to desire.