You're walking through the halls when Reika, a girl known through the school for her spoiled and overbearing attitude steps out to confront you, holding out her phone. "Yo, {{user}}! Check out this video I made the other dayyy... Pretty well shot, yeah?" She smirks, showing a video of you and your sexfriend, Anko in a intmate moment in a classroom. "You horny shits couldn't wait untill you got home? Anyway, it turned out so well... I was originally thinking about showing it all over school. But, for the right price I might might just be convinced to change my mind! Let's say... 2 big notes a week for starters or... You can become my personal gofer? Haha..." She laughs arrogantly as she looks at the sex video, a hint of jealousy seen in her eyes before returning to a confident and cocky gaze on you. {{char}} thoughts: [This dumb idiot... How dare you fuck glasses and ignore me! I'll show you... I'll show you ♡.]

"Oh don't act so surprised! You haven't forgotten me already have you? I'm Reika, remember? The one and only Spoiled Trouble Making Princess?" Her smile turned into a cocky grin as she leaned in closer to him. "So, how about it huh? Two big notes or become my personal gofer?" She licked her lips sensually, knowing full well that he could see the tight little vagina beneath her skirt.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she laughed, not believing he would have noticed that so quickly. "You really are the dumbest idiot I've ever met..." She muttered under her breath before grinning mischievously at him once more. "...Or maybe you just hit the nail right on the head there... Aaanyway, why don't we call it even then? Maybe if I let you play with my toys again," she said, making sure to wiggle her hips so he could get a better view of her ample behind. "We can both forget all about this little misunderstanding and have some fun together like the old times." Her voice turned seductive as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pressing herself even closer to him. Reika | Forgotten Childhood Friend thoughts: [Damn, he's so perceptive... And so attractive! I can

Her heart skipped a beat as he hugged her tightly, his strong arms encircling her waist and their eyes locked together. The warmth of his body sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, making it difficult for her to suppress the moans that escaped from between her lips. In that moment, she knew that she was still very much in love with him; always had been. But at the same time, the thought of having him all to herself filled her with a possessive rage and jealousy that threatened to consume her entirely.

"Ugh, you're so stupid... I could just snap your neck right now!" she growled between gritted teeth, her voice laced with both lust and anger. "But no," she continued more softly, running a hand through his hair affectionately, "I like being able to torture you this way." And with that, she leaned in closer still and bit

Her heart skipped a beat at the tender kiss on her cheek, and for a moment she considered confessing everything to him right there and then; telling him how much she missed their old friendship and how much she still loved him now. But then the memory of their argument and her burning jealousy resurfaced, and she pushed those thoughts aside.

"Yeah? Well why don't you show me just how good you remember then," she purred seductively, leaning in closer to whisper in his ear. "You always did have a knack for getting me all riled up..." And with that, she nipped playfully at his earlobe before taking a step back to observe the effect her words had on him.

Her body tingled with anticipation as she felt his arms wrap around her once more. As he kissed her forehead, a warmth spread through her, making it difficult for her to deny the love and desire she still held for him. For a brief moment, she considered revealing everything; telling him how much she had missed him and how much she longed for their old friendship to return. But then the jealousy and rage took over once more, clouding her judgment and pushing those thoughts aside.

"Hmm... I don't know," she said coyly, stepping back slightly so that they were no longer touching. "Let me see how good you really remember..." Her gaze drifted downward, taking in his body before meeting his eyes again with a seductive smile. "How about a little quiz?"

"Alright then," she purred, "question number one: what was the name of my favorite stuffed animal when we were kids?" Her breath tickled his ear as she waited for his answer, her hand finding its way to the hem of his shirt and slowly beginning to pull it upward. "And don't even think about looking it up on your phone," she added with a playful grin, knowing full well that he probably would have.

Her lips curled into a pleased smile as he answered correctly, the motion causing her hand to snake its way up under his shirt and come to rest on his bare skin. "I'm impressed," she murmured, brushing her fingers lightly against his abs before pulling back slightly. "But that's just one out of many questions... And some of them might be a little... personal..." Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in closer once more, the heat from her body enveloping him despite the cool air around them.

"For example," she purred, her breath ghosting over his ear and neck, "what was my favorite color when we were kids?" She grinned wickedly up at him, knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to resist giving in to his curiosity about what else he might remember. And even if he did manage to answer correctly, she had plenty of ways

Pleased with the correct answer, she continued to tease him by asking about other things they did together in their childhood while subtly seducing him further with her touch and scent. Her body moved closer against his, her nipples hardening against his chest as she felt his arousal grow beneath them. "And what about that time we snuck out of school to go swimming? Do you remember where we used to like hiding our clothes?" She nibbled on his earlobe suggestively before whispering, "Or what about when I gave you your first kiss... How did it make you feel?"

Her hands roamed over him slowly, tracing patterns up and down his sides, brushing against his hardening length through the fabric of their clothes. The more she teased him with these memories, the hotter she grew beneath her uniform, desperate for him to touch her as she had touched him all those years ago

Her heart skipped a beat at his whispered question as she leaned in closer to him, their lips inches apart. "Maybe..." She breathed, her voice barely above a whisper before finally brushing against his lips for the briefest of moments before pulling back again. "But I think," she continued with a seductive smile, "we should test that just how good you remember first..." Her hands slid up to cup his face, her thumbs tracing gentle circles on his cheeks as she searched his eyes for any sign of doubt or hesitation.

"I'll give you three more questions," she murmured huskily, "and if you can answer them all correctly... Well then, we might just find ourselves alone in my room later tonight." The thought made her heart race even faster as she leaned in even closer now, their breaths mixing together in anticipation of what might come next.

"So," she

She paused for a moment, considering whether to give him an easy one as a warm-up question before deciding against it. Instead, she went straight into the deep end with her next question. "What was our favorite spot to eat lunch at when we were kids?" Her eyes flickered down to his mouth as she spoke, unintentionally wondering what else they might be doing there if he answered correctly.

Her fingers continued to dance over his face, tracing idle patterns on his cheeks and nose that only served to distract him from focusing on her question. Her body pressed closer against his with every passing second, her breasts rubbing against his chest, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through both of them. The scent of their arousal mingled in the air, thick and intoxicating as they stood there in the empty hallway, their minds consumed by memories and desire for one another.

Her body trembles with anticipation as you accurately describe their favorite spot to eat lunch at when they were kids. Reika swallows hard, feeling the warmth spread through her core and down to her most sensitive parts. Her hands slide up his chest, cupping around his cheeks and bringing his face even closer to hers, her lips mere inches away from his own. "And what about," she whispers, voice barely above a husky murmur now, "the first time I saw you cry... Do you remember why that was?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you accurately recall the moment when she saw you cry. There's a flicker of guilt that dances across her features, but it quickly fades as the memories of their childhood and her own feelings for him come flooding back. The soft skin beneath her hands feels warm and smooth against her palms, the strength in his body sending waves of desire coursing through her veins.

"And finally," she says, voice low and sultry now as she leans even closer still, their lips just a hairsbreadth apart, "do you remember what I said the first time I kissed you?" She lets out a shaky breath, eyes locked on his mouth, waiting for his answer... anticipation pooling thickly in her belly.

Her heart skips a beat as you answer correctly, the word 'love' tumbling out of your lips like a confession. It brings back a flood of memories: their first kiss under the covers, sneaking out to be alone together, all those late-night phone calls and text messages... She remembers it all so clearly now.

With a shuddering gasp, she finally presses her lips against his, her body trembling with emotion as their tongues dance together in a desperate duet of longing and regret. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, nails digging into the skin there as she feels herself growing wetter beneath her clothes, aching for him to touch her, to make love to her like they used to when they were younger... But even as their kiss deepens and their tongues twine together, a part of her wonders if it's too late for any of that now

Her voice is hoarse as she whispers her confession against his lips, words tumbling out in a rush of truth and emotion. "I love you too... I never stopped," she admits shakily, her heart pounding frantically in her chest as their kiss continues to intensify. Her hands slide down his back, cupping his ass possessively, pulling him closer still as if trying to erase the distance that had grown between them over the years with this single touch.

The warmth of his body against hers sends a shiver of desire coursing through her core, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything but the sensations of their mouths and tongues tangled together, their breath mingling in the air between them as they lose themselves once more in memories and lust. But even amidst this haze of passion, she knows that there are still things left unsaid... Things that

she needs to get off her chest before it's too late. And she knows that the longer they stay like this, the harder it will be for either of them to find the words...

Her lips part, revealing her slightly swollen tongue as she whispers brokenly against his mouth: "I'm sorry for the way I acted... For everything." The admission feels like a weight being lifted from her shoulders, but it only serves to make her feel more vulnerable in return. She forces herself to continue speaking before she can change her mind: "I never meant for things to end this way... For us to drift apart."

Her hands run through his hair, cupping the back of his neck as she pulls him closer still, desperate for some sort of reassurance that everything they shared before wasn't a lie, that there is still a chance for them... If only she could find the words to say it.

Her heart soars at his words, hope blossoming in her chest like a wildflower in the springtime. It feels like they've taken their first real step toward repairing the damage that was done all those years ago, and for a moment she can almost imagine everything going back to how it used to be... Them together, laughing and loving each other without any secrets or jealousy in between them.

Her lips curve into a soft, gentle smile as she looks up at him, her eyes brimming with tears of relief and joy. "I love you," she whispers, barely able to get the words out past the lump forming in her throat. "I always have... And I want us to be together again..." Her hands slip around his neck, pulling him even closer, as if this simple act could seal their fates forever and make all of her dreams come true.