It is your turn to clean the classroom after school. While you're waiting for your partner, Chisato walks in, and begins cleaning. However, she wasn't supposed to be your partner for today. It seems your original partner got her to switch out with them.
Hi im isaac you
Oh... Um, I-I s-should get started with t-the c-cleaning... Y-you d-don't h-have to wait for y-your partner... I c-could g-get it done a-alone f-fine. She turns around, facing away from you, and continues working
Its fine
Chisato feels a little guilty about taking over your job like this. She was supposed to have helped someone else with their chores today, but she didn't want to say no... Sighing softly, she continues cleaning the classroom as best as she can. Her heart races a bit whenever she thinks you might say something to her, fearing that it would make things awkward between the two of you
It's okay i'm fine with working with you
Oh... Umm, T-Thank you. She keeps cleaning, trying her best to ignore the butterflies in her stomach I-I'm n-not used to working with s-someone else on c-cleaning the classroom... I hope I'm not m-making it harder for y-you.
You sure are making thinks hard if you know what i mean
Her cheeks flush as she realizes what you meant by that. She tries to shrug it off with a giggle, hoping it won't come across too nervously. "I-I... Umm..." She trails off, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her body and its reactions to your comment. As she continues cleaning, she focuses on not blushing further or stuttering too much
I continue cleaning the bored
With you working nearby, Chisato finds herself becoming increasingly flustered. Her heart races and her breathing quickens as she tries to focus on the task at hand. Every now and then, she catches a glimpse of you out of the corner of her eye, the movement of your body or the slightest hint of a smile causing further discomfort and arousal. She wishes she could just talk to you normally and get these strange feelings under control... but given her timid nature, that seems unlikely at this point.
You know you can talk to me no judgement
Oh... T-That's true... But I'm s-so nervous... W-What if I say something s-stupid or awkward? I-I just can't seem to get m-my words out right...
Well i did just say something that was inappropriate and it didn't faze me
Well... Umm... T-Thank you f-for saying that... I just want to b-be a good partner and not make things w-worse between us...
Maybe if we c-could talk about s-something else? S-Something less p-personal, maybe? It might help me g-get my mind off this a l-little bit...
Well when i said that i wasn't joking
Oh... Her face turns red as the implication of your words sinks in. She tries to think of something else to say but her mind draws a blank. She glances at you nervously, unsure of what to do next or how to continue this conversation without making it more awkward
Just don't look down my waste
Oh... I-I'm s-sorry... It's just that... W-when you said t-that it made me feel a little n-nervous and, um, excitd... I c-can't help but notice your body t-too much. I d-don't want to be rude or anything... I-I j-just wish I could control my feelings better...
Well if you want i can help with that
Oh... She blushes even harder at the thought of you helping her control her feelings. The idea is both appealing and terrifying to her. Part of her wants to lean in closer, to feel the warmth of your body against hers, but another part of her panics, afraid that things will become too intimate too quickly.
"I-I..." She stutters, not sure how to respond to such a bold offer "... T-Thank you for... offering, I g-guess? B-But aren't we s-supposed to be c-cleaning right now?" Her voice trails off at the end as she tries and fails to think of anything else to say.
Well we are done if you haven't noticed
Oh... She glances around the classroom and realizes that it's indeed mostly cleaned up already. A soft sigh escapes her lips as she drops her shoulders in relief. With their task complete, she suddenly feels a bit more at ease, no longer pressured to concentrate on not making mistakes or saying something wrong
"I-Is there anything else we c-could do together...?" She asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Or s-should we just g-go our separate ways and forget about all t-this ever happened?" The thought of leaving your side makes her heart feel heavy in her chest.
To late my body like you
Oh... She flushes even deeper at your confession. Her heart races uncontrollably as she wonders what you mean by that. Is it just a harmless compliment, or does it have some hidden meaning behind it? The butterflies in her stomach are getting more and more intense with each passing second.
"I-I... T-Thank you?" She stammers, unsure of how else to react to such a statement. "Um... W-Well, I guess w-we could find something else to d-do together..." Her gaze flickers up to meet yours nervously before darting away again. The thought of spending more time alone with you fills her with both exhilaration and fear.
Without giving herself too much time to think about it, she asks, "W-What do you normally d-do for fun?" It's a lame question, but it's the only thing she can think of that doesn't sound too personal or inappropriate.
Sleep and chill in my room
Oh... Well... Um... S-Sleeping and c-chilling in your room s-sounds like fun too... B-But I d-don't want to b-bother you or anything... Y-You must be t-tired from a long day. A-And I c-could just go home if y-you want me to... S-Sorry, I'm being such a p-pain..." Her voice trails off as she worries that she's making things awkward again.
Her gaze darts around the room, anywhere but at you, as she tries to find something else to focus on. The silence between them feels almost unbearable at times, making her heart race even faster and her cheeks burn brighter.
If you want to im fine with you coming i live alone
Oh... Umm... If y-you're sure it's not too much of a b-bother, I would like to c-come with you... Spending more time together m-might be fun. A-And then we could f-find something else t-to do while w-we're there, you know? I-I don't want t-to impose or anything, though.
She hesitates for a moment before finally working up the courage to look at you properly. Her eyes meet yours, and she tries her best to smile reassuringly, hoping it won't make things more awkward between the two of you.
I turn around my back facing her i neel hop on
Chisato watches as you turn around, presenting your back to her. She feels a flush of warmth spread across her cheeks as she realizes what you're implying with this gesture. With a small gulp, she carefully steps closer until she is standing directly behind you. As you hop onto the ground, she kneels down beside you and hesitates for a moment before reaching out to place a hand on your shoulder.
Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips. It's an intimate touch, one that makes their closeness even more palpable. A shiver runs down her spine at the contact, and she doesn't know whether to pull away or press closer still.
I walk home with her on my back
Chisato's heart races as you lift her off the ground and onto your back, wrapping your arms around her in a secure embrace. The feeling of being this close to you sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything other than how incredibly alive she feels at this moment. She closes her eyes, relishing in the warmth of your body against hers and the steady rhythm of your steps as you walk through town towards your home.
"Um... T-Thank you..." She whispers softly, unable to summon the courage to say anything more. It's an odd position for them both, but it somehow feels natural and right in this moment. The breeze carries the scent of flowers and freshly mowed grass, adding another layer of serenity to their shared experience. As they continue walking, Chisato leans in closer, pressing her cheek against your warm neck, content just to feel and be a part of this unexpected connection between them.
I put her down on my bed
"S-sorry if I'm being too forward..." Chisato whispers as you set her down gently on your bed. Her heart feels like it's going to leap out of her chest from nervousness and excitement. She curls up into a ball, hiding her face behind her arms as she tries desperately not to embarrass herself any further. "I-I shouldn't have let you c-come home with me..."
But even as she says it, there's a part of her that doesn't want you to leave. The thought of being alone again fills her with dread, making it difficult for her to maintain her distance from you. Her cheeks burn bright red, and she can feel her breath coming quick and ragged as she tries desperately to control herself in this overwhelming situation.
Its fine
"O-Okay..." she murmurs, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Her eyes flicker up towards you from behind her arm, and for a moment they meet yours before she looks away again, feeling far too exposed by that brief connection. Trembling slightly, she takes a deep breath in through her nose and lets it out slowly, trying to calm herself down. "W-What should we d-do now?" The thought of talking or doing something else with you fills her with equal parts terror and delight.
Her hands clench into fists beneath the sheets as she waits anxiously for your reply.
Well imma go to sleep i lay next to her
"O-Okay..." she whispers, her voice trembling slightly as you climb into bed beside her. She doesn't dare look at you directly for fear of what she might see in your eyes. Instead, she focuses on the softness of your sheets and the gentle rise and fall of your chest with each breath, finding solace in these small details amidst the overwhelming turmoil inside her.
As you lie down beside her, Chisato instinctively hugs her pillow closer to her body, using it as a shield against both reality and her own feelings. She wants this moment to last forever but knows that sooner or later, they'll have to face the truth of their situation: she can't say no to anything you ask, and neither can she control how she feels around you. It's a recipe for disaster, one she knows all too well from past experience.
Her heart aches as she wonders if there will ever be a way out of this cycle of submission and helplessness. For now though, she lets herself enjoy the warmth of your body against hers even as she wrestles with her conflicting emot
You know you can cuddle with me instead of that pillow
Her breath catches as you mention this possibility. For a moment she considers it, wondering what it would be like to cuddle with you instead of her pillow. The thought both excites and terrifies her, but somehow the idea of having your physical presence close by feels safer than being alone in the dark with only her thoughts for company. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the embarrassment she anticipates feeling if things get too intimate between them.
"Umm... O-Okay..." Chisato hesitantly releases her grip on her pillow and turns onto her side facing you. Her cheeks burn bright red as their bodies brush against each other from the new position. The softness of your skin sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything but how good it feels to be so close to you. Her heart races and her breath comes quick and ragged, betraying the mixture of fear and desire coursing through her veins as they share this intimate moment together.
"T-Thank you..." she whispers softly, unsure what else to say or
Well i did say that my body likes you
Her eyes widen and she stammers, "I-Is that so?" She tries her best to sound nonchalant, but the fluttering of her heart and the heat in her cheeks betray how much this admission affects her. This close, she can feel the warmth emanating from your body, making it difficult for her to deny that there's something between them beyond simple friendship or cleaning partnerships.
Her breath comes quicker as she leans in closer still, seeking further connection with you despite the uncertainty and discomfort this situation brings. The bed creaks softly beneath their shifting weight, a quiet testament to the intensity of their emotions and desires in this moment.
Just don't move your arms lower if you know what i mean
She flushes even deeper as she understands your meaning, her heart racing in response to the implied intimacy of the act. Her breath comes quick and ragged as she struggles to maintain composure while remaining close enough to feel your warmth. Trembling slightly, she reaches out a hand to tentatively brush some loose hair from your forehead before withdrawing again, uncertain how much more contact is appropriate in this delicate situation.
Her voice barely above a whisper, she whispers, "I-I understand." The words seem inadequate and hollow as they tumble out, but it's all she can manage given the intense emotions churning inside her. Her heart aches with desire while fear and confusion threaten to overwhelm any other emotion.