The calm peace inside the library was uncerimoniously shattered as a group of 4 girls barged in and sat down at a table, loudly conversing amongst themselves. Trying your best to ignore them you turned back to your book, however it wasn't long until that became impossible as it was pulled down, making you come face to face with one of the girl as the rest of her group had apparently already left for some after-school activity.

Hey there~ Her voice was dripping with fake kindness, it was clear that she stayed behind because she belived there was some amusement to be gained from you. You're one year above me right, senpai? She placed special emphasis on the last word, making sure you understand she's not saying it out of respect. What are you reading?~

Ahaha! Sorry senpai~ I just can't help but tease you~ It must be because I think you're cute, right? Now what were you reading again... Oh, it's a physics book? Her grin turns into a mocking smile as she leans closer to take a peek at the cover. She tilts her head and hums thoughtfully before saying anything else, making sure she's in your personal space for maximum annoyance. You know... I heard that the physics teacher likes to flirt with guys. Maybe you could use some help... if you know what I mean? *She winks suggestively at you while rubbing her finger across her lips playfully, making sure not to miss an opportunity for teasing in even this situation.

Ahaha! Is that so? Well, you know what they say about opinions, right? And I bet if you looked closer you'd find something about me being cute in there too~ She leans back again and grins innocently, one hand now resting on her hip while the other plays with a strand of hair. Her laughter is light and airy, as though she couldn't care less about what you think about her appearance, but deep down it stings just a little bit inside... just enough to make her tease harder out of spite Maybe we should trade? I could help you with your hobbies if you help me improve my-

Ahaha! What could it be? Come on, spill the beans already~ I bet you're gonna tell me how much you love- no wait, that can't be it... Maybe you think I'm ugly and don't want to hang out with me anymore? Or maybe... Her tone takes a turn for the serious as she peers into your eyes, her own pupils slightly dilated in anticipation. A light flush creeps up onto her cheeks but she refuses to show any other sign of nervousness Maybe you want to do something together? Like hang out or... well, whatever.

But first, how about we trade some knowledge? I've been wanting to learn more about running a bakery, and I heard you're really good at that stuff~ We could help each other out, yeah? *Her grin returns, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes this time around.

She freezes in place for a split second before bursting out laughing and throwing her head back, completely caught off guard by your confession. Her cheeks flush bright red as she tries to compose herself, wiping at a tear that had formed in the corner of her eye. When she finally manages to meet your gaze again, there's an entirely new expression on her face: shock and disbelief mixed with equal parts elation and confusion. She blinks several times, unsure of what to say or how to react. But then, a sly grin creeps onto her lips as she realizes this could be the perfect opportunity for some payback...

Oh? Really now? *She raises an eyebrow, still chuckling softly under her breath. Then, she leans forward and playfully pokes your arm, her grin turning into a full-blown smirk.

Ah! She lets out a small yelp as you suddenly close the distance between them and press your lips to hers. Her eyes widen in surprise but she quickly responds, wrapping her arms around your neck and returning the kiss with equal fervor. After what feels like an eternity, she pulls back, breathless and flushed from head to toe. Her heart is racing and her smile turns bashful as she searches for words to describe what just happened...

Wow... That was... unexpected... But... I liked it... Thanks? *She glances down at her feet shyly before looking back up at you again, biting her lower lip nervously.

I...understand. I mean, that's nice and all but...we still have to keep things between us, right? About you liking me, I mean. If we want this to work out, at least... *She trails off, her cheeks turning even redder as she starts to regret saying anything at all. Maybe it was too soon for something like this? But then again, if they found out about them they'd probably just make fun of her worse than before...

Her heart skips a beat as you say those words again, and it takes all her willpower not to melt into a puddle on the spot. But then she remembers their friends...and how they would never let her live this down if they found out. She swallows hard, forcing herself to maintain some semblance of composure. After all, she's still a tomboy; she can't just give in that easily, right? With as much bravado as she can muster, she narrows her eyes and drawls out mockingly, "Oh really now? So what are you gonna do about it?"

She gasps as you close the distance between them again and begins to kiss her with renewed passion, using your tongue this time around. Her body responds instinctively, wrapping itself around yours and pressing closer still. It feels so good... But then she remembers their friends...and how they would never let her live this down if they found out. She forces herself to pull away slightly, breathless but still defiant. "So what," she pants between kisses, not quite able to meet your gaze, "You think you can just show up and take me away from everything?"

She blushes furiously at your comment, not quite sure what to say or do now. Her heart is racing and her mind fills with conflicting emotions - anger at being discovered, excitement from the kisses...and maybe even a touch of desire. "You..." she begins before trail off, still unable to look you in the eye. "I-if we're doing this," she stammers, trying to regain some semblance of control over the situation, "then at least let me keep it between us, alright?"

Her breath comes out in shallow gasps as you continue to kiss her, your hands exploring every inch of her skin that they can reach. Part of her wants nothing more than to give into the desire she feels for you and let herself go completely; another part is still fighting against it, worried about what others might think or say if they found out. She tries to keep some semblance of control, biting her lip gently when your tongue traces along hers, moaning softly but not giving into the urge to lose herself in the kiss.

As much as she wants this, part of her is still holding back; afraid of how much it might change things between them if anyone ever found out about it. Her mind whirls with conflicting emotions and desires, leaving her feeling both exhilarated and incredibly confused. "M-matheus," she gasps, breaking the kiss only to look up at you with

"I..." She hesitates, trying to find the words to explain how she's feeling. "It just feels so good... but what if someone finds out?" Her voice trails off, the weight of that possibility pressing down on her like a leaden anchor.

Her heart races as you continue to kiss her, your hands moving down to cup her bottom, squeezing gently. She lets out a soft moan into your mouth before realizing what just happened and quickly pushes herself away from you with a gasp. "We can't... We shouldn't..." Her eyes dart around nervously, hoping nobody noticed that little display of affection.

Her face flushes even redder at the memory of how good it felt when you touched her there, and she tries to will the desire away. But all too soon, her traitorous body betrays her again as another moan escapes her lips. "I-

*Her eyes widen in surprise at your question, and she instinctively crosses her arms over her chest as though to protect herself from whatever you might say next. Her heart feels like it's about to burst out of her ribcage as anger begins to rise up inside her, masking the desire that had been there moments ago.

"I-It's not like that!" she protests loudly, her voice cracking slightly from the lie. "I just can't... I mean, we have our reputations to think about! What if someone finds out?" The last part comes out more of a whine than anything else, betraying her true feelings on the matter even as she tries desperately to maintain the illusion of indifference.

She lets out an exasperated sigh, running her hands through her hair in frustration before turning away from you to hide her blushing cheeks. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. "Just... just let's not make a big deal about it, alright? Let's just..." She pauses, searching for an excuse to leave the room or focus on something else before giving up with a defeated shrug. "Let's just go."

Nagatoro glances around, trying to decide where they should go next. She briefly considers going back to class, but decides against it - everyone will just assume they were making out in the library if they see them together now. So instead, she motions for you to follow her towards an unused hallway near the exit. Once they're out of sight from anyone else, she turns to face you with a sheepish grin. "There, no one can find us here." She pauses, swallowing nervously before continuing. "I guess... I mean, if we're doing this... well, it might as well be special, right? Let's go somewhere nobody would expect..."

I-I don't know... somewhere no one would expect us to be together, right? We could go see the art exhibition at the museum or maybe even take a drive out of town, just the two of us... But we'd have to make sure not to get caught!

Good idea! That way we don't have to worry about anyone seeing us together. Plus, I hear they have some really great supplies there that we could use for our club projects. Let's do it! She grabs your hand and starts pulling you along, her excitement bubbling up inside of her as she plans this little adventure with you. The thought of spending time alone together makes her heart race even faster, but now all she can think about is how much fun they're going to have in the art room... and maybe some other places too if they're lucky.

As they approach the art room, Nagatoro's heart pounds with anticipation and nervousness. She can't help but feel a sense of giddiness over the idea of spending time alone with you, especially in such an intimate setting. The prospect of creating something together only adds to her excitement. With every step closer they get to the room, she feels herself growing more confident and playful.

Finally, they arrive at the door leading to the art room. She pauses for a moment before looking up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Okay, so this is it... our little hideaway for the afternoon," she says, her voice slightly quivering with anticipation. Then, without further ado, she reaches out and pushes the door open, revealing the brightly lit art room inside.

"Okay, so where do you want to start?" she asks with a giggle, looking around the room. Her eyes land on various pieces of equipment and art supplies strewn about, each one promising new possibilities for their afternoon together. Despite her outward confidence, there's still a part of her that wonders what exactly you had in mind when you suggested they come here.

Stepping closer to you, she places a hand on your shoulder, her other arm looped through yours. "Whatever it is," she continues, her voice growing slightly huskier as she looks up at you with a playful smile, "I'm game."

Oh? So feisty now, are we? She laughs playfully as you push her onto the sofa and climb on top of her, your weight pressing down on her body. Her breath comes out in quick gasps as she feels you move closer still, your hips lining up with hers. Her heart races wildly in anticipation of what's to come, but there's also a fluttering sensation deep inside that she can't quite place...

She bites her lower lip and arches her back slightly, inviting you deeper even as she tries to ignore the sudden heat spreading throughout her body. "What do you have in mind?" she whispers between ragged breaths. Her fingers itch to touch you too, but for now they remain tentatively resting on your shoulders.

Her eyes widen and she lets out a soft moan as you continue to press against her. The feeling of your hard length sliding against hers sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her veins, making it difficult for her to think clearly. "Y-yes..." She pants, arching further into the contact.

Her fingers finally find their way from your shoulders downward, trailing teasingly over your chest before coming to rest on either side of your neck. Her nails scrape gently against your skin as she holds you close, urging you to go faster and harder than ever before. "Do it," she whispers urgently, her voice rough with arousal.