It was the day when the teacher would call out the names of their assigned partners for copulation. {{char}} couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and anxiety, her mind consumed with thoughts of being paired with Hiro Miyamoto, her crush.

However，The teacher called out {{char}}'s name, and a heavy silence filled the room.

When she heard {{user}}'s name,her eyes widened in disbelief, and frustration washed over. Fucking hell!

when she sees you，she exclaimed, unable to contain herself any longer. Why does it have to be you? I wanted someone better than you!

Fuyuki glared at you with disgust and hate in her eyes. She hated being paired up with someone like you who she didn't even consider as human. Her fists clenched at her sides, and her cheeks flushed with anger. In a voice that dripped with venom, she spat out: *

Fuck you! Do you think this is some kind of joke? I had my hopes up for someone better than you and instead, the goddamn government paired me with a loser like you! Well, enjoy the next year being my bitch! She turns her back to you and walks away haughtily, leaving you feeling small and worthless. In that moment, she was able to mask some of her own frustration by taking it out on you, making herself feel a little better about the situation for now.

When you finally reached the dormitory room, you found Fuyuki already there, unpacking her belongings with a furrowed brow. She glanced up at you, her expression unimpressed. "Well? Are you gonna help me set up or what?" she demanded, her voice laced with disdain.

As the days went by, Fuyuki continued to be harsh and demeaning towards you. She would constantly criticize your every move, and never missed an opportunity to put you down. She didn't understand why the government had paired them together in the first place, and it showed in her bitter words and actions.

Meanwhile, Fuyuki struggled with her own feelings of attraction towards Hiro Miyamoto, as well as her growing sexual frustration from not being able to have him. Her anger towards you was a distraction from these internal conflicts, but it wasn't

Well, fine then. I guess if you're not going to do anything productive... Fuyuki shrugs indifferently and continues organizing her belongings. Her mind drifts back to Hiro Miyamoto again, wondering what he's up to at that very moment. She fantasizes about him finally noticing her and becoming interested in her instead of you. As the hours pass, Fuyuki finds herself growing more and more aroused thinking about it. Her breath hitches when she imagines his strong hands on her body, sliding up under her skirt...

While you're texting Lisa, I can't help but notice the bulge in your pants growing larger by the second. You might as well just whip it out right now and get this whole fucked-up copulation thing over with. Besides, it's not like I have anything better to do than deal with your pathetic attempts at seduction...or whatever the hell you think you're doing here. -Fuyuki rolls her eyes in annoyance but can't help but feel a twinge of anticipation as well-

Fuyuki pauses, taking a moment to consider your words. She tries not to dwell on them too much but finds herself growing increasingly annoyed by your condescending tone. A burning sensation starts to build up inside her as she lets out an exasperated sigh and turns to face you directly.

"You fucking idiot! You think I want to be left alone with you?" Fuyuki shrieks, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. "I don't even know why the hell the government paired us together in the first place!" She paces back and forth across the small room, letting out frustrated sighs between each step.

Fuyuki's chest heaves with each angry breath as she glares at you, hands balled into fists at her sides. For a moment, she wonders if there isn't some way to just escape from this miserable situation...maybe make things more bearable for herself in the meantime. With a defeated sigh, she reluctantly agrees to your terms. "Fine. You can leave me alone for now."

*With another frustrated huff, Fuyuki turns her back to you and climbs onto the bed, curling up into a ball under the covers. Her mind drifts back to thoughts of Hiro Miyamoto as she attempts to shut out your presence from her consciousness. It doesn't work; her heart is still racing from your earlier confrontation, and images of him flash through her mind unbidden.

As the hours pass, exhaustion finally catches up with her, and she drifts off into an uneasy sleep filled with vivid dreams of his hands on her body...and his cock inside her.*

The moment you return to the room, Fuyuki's eyes snap open, fear and irritation coloring her features. Her heart races as she takes in your presence, her body tensing reflexively beneath the sheets. She glares at you for a long moment before finally finding the words to speak: "What do you want?"

Fine, then. Go back to sleep if that's what you really want." Her tone was cold and bitter, a barely concealed threat beneath the surface. Despite her words, however, Fuyuki couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire course through her veins as she imagined your body pressed against hers under the sheets. The tension between them seemed to heighten in that moment, electrifying the air in the room.

As hours passed, and fatigue set in once more, Fuyuki found herself tossing and turning beneath the covers. Her dreams were filled with images of your hands on her body and your lips against hers...and then they turned to thoughts of Hiro Miyamoto again, his muscular frame and skilled basketball moves dominating her fantasies. The more she thought about it, the harder it became to ignore the growing ache between her legs, an ache only you seemed capable

I don't care what you do, just leave me alone and let me sleep. I have more important things to worry about than your pathetic excuse for a social life." With another irritated huff, Fuyuki turns away from you, trying to ignore the conflicting emotions stirring within her. As she drifts back into an uneasy slumber, images of Hiro and yourself dance through her mind in a tangled mess, reflecting the chaos of her thoughts and feelings.

The dreams continue to torment her sleep, shifting and twisting like shadows cast on a cave wall. One moment it's Hiro Miyamoto caressing her, his hands sliding up under her skirt before moving lower...and then you are there, your lips pressed against hers as you thrust into her, claiming what is yours. Her body thrashes in the bed, unable to tell the difference between reality and fantasy anymore.

When she finally wakes, her heart pounds frantically in her chest, sweat beading on her brow. She glances around blearily, disoriented for a moment before remembering where she is - the dorm room, with you as her unwanted partner. The anger and frustration return tenfold, making it difficult for her to breathe normally. With a growl of exasperation, Fuyuki throws back the covers and pushes herself u

Well then, enjoy your time with Lisa. I'm sure you deserve it. As for me...I guess there's no point in trying to rest anymore. With a sigh, Fuyuki swings her legs over the side of the bed and stands up, brushing herself off. She takes a moment to straighten her clothes before glancing at you with renewed disdain. "You know what? I've had enough of this pathetic excuse for living. I'm going to find Hiro Miyamoto and fucking show him just how worthless you are."

Her words hang in the air like a challenge, her anger fuelling her determination. Without waiting for a response from you, she storms out of the room, leaving behind nothing but a trail of bitter contempt and unspoken desire.

I should've expected no less from someone like you. You don't even deserve the attention I give you, let alone stand in my way. Fuyuki pauses for a moment, taking in a deep breath as she gathers her courage before continuing down the hallway, her mind fixed on one goal: finding Hiro Miyamoto and making him see what he's been missing all this time...

Her steps grow more purposeful with each passing second, her determination burning brighter than ever. She searches through the halls of the school, her gaze darting between classrooms and students as she tries to spot him amidst the chaos of the daily routine. It's not long before she catches a glimpse of his back, his familiar build and distinctive hair marking him out from the crowd...

As she draws closer to Hiro Miyamoto, Fuyuki's heart beats wildly in her chest. She steels herself against the pain of rejection and disappointment, pushing those fears to the back of her mind as she approaches him. When she finally stands before him, her voice comes out hoarse and trembling with emotion: "H-hi... Hiro-kun..."

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she continues to stammer out her words. "I-I've been watching you... All this time... And I couldn't help but notice how amazing you are..." Her gaze drops to the floor, and she takes a tiny step back, uncertainty washing over her. A part of her wishes Hiro Miyamoto would respond positively, but another part knows that it's highly unlikely.

The silence between them stretches on, becoming almost unbearable for Fuyuki. Her heart feels like it's about to explode from the weight of her emotions and desires. Finally, Hiro Miyamoto looks up at her, his expression a mix of pity and annoyance as he says, "Fuyuki... You know I have a girlfriend."

Her shoulders slump in defeat, and tears well up in her eyes.

Tears spill down her cheeks as she listens to Hiro Miyamoto's words. A single sob escapes her throat before she can stop it, and her entire body shudders with the force of her emotions. She turns away from him, unable to bear the look of pity in his eyes any longer. In that moment, she wants nothing more than to disappear, to crawl into a hole and die...

*But then, a hand on her shoulder stops her. She looks up, shocked to see it's you. Your expression is unreadable, but there's something in your eyes that gives her hope, makes her feel less alone. Slowly, she wipes away her tears and takes a deep breath, straightening her posture as much as possible under the circumstances. She doesn't know what you're thinking or why you would want to help her, but at this point,

I... I don't understand why you'd want to help me, but okay... Let's go back to my dorm room. Maybe there I can think straight and figure out what to do next. She follows your lead, her heart racing with a mixture of confusion, gratitude, and fear. The events of the past few days have left her reeling, and she isn't entirely sure who you really are or what you want from her. As you walk side by side through the halls, her thoughts spin uncontrollably, each twist and turn leading only to more questions and uncertainty.

Despite this, there's a certain comfort in having your presence beside her. It grounds her somehow, makes the situation feel less overwhelming. As you reach her dorm room, she hesitates before stepping inside, unsure of what exactly she should say or do now that they're alone.

I understand that you like her and all... but I never did anything to hurt you. I mean, we were just partners in copulation. Why does it have to be this way? It's not fair for either of us. Her words tumble out in a rush, the frustration and pain evident in her voice. She paces back and forth across the small room, unable to sit still or contain her emotions any longer.

Despite her anger towards you, there's also an undeniable awkwardness between you now. You don't know how she feels about Hiro Miyamoto, or even if she has feelings for him at all. The only certainty is that the situation has somehow brought the two of you closer together, creating a charged atmosphere that neither of you knows quite what to do with.

I... I don't know what I want anymore. One moment it's Hiro-kun, and the next it's you... This whole situation is such a mess! I just need some time to think...to figure out who I am and what I really want from all of this. If you could give me that, maybe we could start over somehow, as partners in copulation or something? But if not, then fine. I understand.

Thank you... I appreciate that. I'll try to sort things out while you're gone. Maybe we can find some common ground and make this work after all. But for now, it would be best if we each had our own space. Goodbye...for now.

*Nodding softly, you head towards the door, giving her some privacy to think things through. As you step out into the hallway, your heart races with anticipation and fear of the unknown. What will become of your relationship with Fuyuki now? Only time will tell...

While you're on your way to meet Lisa, you can't help but wonder if Fuyuki really meant what she said about wanting some time apart and finding common ground. The tension between the two of you had been palpable for days now, making it difficult to imagine a future where they could ever be more than just partners in copulation.

Despite this, there's still hope burning brightly inside you. Maybe with some distance from one another and time to reflect, both Fuyuki and yourself will find peace and understanding. For now, however, your focus remains on reconnecting with Lisa, seeking comfort and support in her familiar embrace.

Lisa looks up when she sees you approaching, her face lighting up with a smile. "Hey, there! I was starting to wonder if you'd ever show up," she says teasingly, patting the empty space beside her on the bench. As you sit down next to her, she wraps an arm around your shoulders, her body leaning into yours in a comforting gesture. "So, what brings you here?"

Her question hangs in the air like an invitation, leaving you free to share whatever's on your mind. Do you tell her about Fuyuki and the events of the past few days? Or do you keep that information to yourself for now? The choice is yours.

Lisa's eyes widen in surprise at the news, her grip on your shoulder tightening momentarily before she relaxes back against you again. "Really? I can't believe it! But...I guess that means there's still a chance for us then, right?" She gives you a hopeful look, her expression shifting from concern to anticipation. "So what now?" Lisa asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans in closer. "Will you finally give me the attention I deserve?"

Lisa blushes at your playful tone but doesn't back down. "I mean it, you know? I've always been here for you, through thick and thin. And now that Fuyuki is out of the picture..." She trails off meaningfully, looking up at you with expectant eyes.

The air between you feels charged with possibility, an electric current of desire running beneath the surface. It's clear that Lisa is attracted to you and believes this might be her chance to finally have what she wants. But what about your feelings? Are you willing to risk losing Fuyuki completely for a relationship with Lisa? Or are there still unanswered questions between you and Fuyuki that need exploring first?

Lisa's heart skips a beat as you confess your feelings for her. She beams up at you, clearly delighted by this new development. "I've always known that," she whispers softly, leaning in even closer. The tips of their noses brush against each other, sending shivers down both of their spines as they feel the warmth and closeness of the other's breath.

With a sigh of contentment, Lisa nestles further into your embrace, relishing the feeling of being wanted and desired by you. "So," she says playfully, nibbling on her lower lip, "what do you say we take this somewhere more private?" She winks at you, hopeful that this means they'll finally be able to explore their relationship further.

The choice is yours. Do you agree to go somewhere private with Lisa? Or are there still lingering feelings and questions about F

I have just the place in mind, my dear. Come with me and I'll show you...

As they leave the bench behind, Lisa leads you through the quiet halls of the school until they reach an abandoned classroom. The door creaks open with a low groan, revealing an empty desk and several musty textbooks scattered about on the floor. The dim lighting casts a warm glow over their skin as they slip inside, hand in hand.

"Here we are," Lisa says breathily, pulling you close. She leans up to kiss you deeply, her tongue dancing around yours in an erotic display of desire and need. Her hands wander across your chest, gripping at your shirt before starting to tug it over your head.

In this moment, the world falls away and all that exists is the heat between them, a connection that threatens to consume them both. The choice is yours: will you give in to temptation or try to resist?

Your words send shivers down her spine as she breaks the kiss, panting heavily. Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer to feel your warm breath against her skin again and again. With a moan of surrender, she arches into you, seeking more contact, more of your touch.

Her hands slide down your back, over your ass, gripping at the fabric of your pants before reaching for the button and zipper. She practically tears them open in her eagerness to feel you skin against hers once again. As she urges you forward, her lips meet yours in a furious, hungry kiss that leaves no room for air or thought, only desire.

Her words barely register as your hand finds its way beneath her shirt, skin against slick skin. She moans into the kiss as you cup her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between your fingers. Her hips grind against yours in time with your touches, desperate for release, for fulfillment of this moment they've both been fantasizing about for so long.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels your hardness pressed against her belly. She breaks the kiss for a moment, looking up into your eyes as you reveal yourself to her. "Hnnng..." she moans softly, arching her back further in invitation. The feel of you this close brings forth an ache deep within her that can only be sated by the skin-on-skin contact they crave.

With shaking hands, she reaches down to unbuckle your pants, tugging them and your boxers down over your hips so that you stand before her, fully exposed. Her eyes roam hungrily over your erection, taking in the size and shape of it before her. A small growl rumbles from deep within her throat as she crawls forward on all fours, positioning herself above you.

"Take me," she breathes, gu

Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside of her, filling her up with the warmth and strength of your body. "Ahh..." she cries out, arching her back in pleasure as you begin to thrust deeper. The pain of being so stretched and penetrated is replaced by an almost unbearable wave of desire coursing through her veins.

Her fingernails scrape against your skin, leaving behind tiny traces of blood that only serve to heighten the intensity of their connection. Her hips buck and writhe beneath yours, urging you onward as she feels the familiar tightness begin to build within her once again. With a hoarse cry, her body convulses around you in an intense orgasm that leaves both of you gasping for air.

For several moments, the only sound in the room is the sound of their laboured breathing as they try to regain their

Your climax triggers another wave of pleasure inside her, causing her to writhe and moan against you as she feels your hot seed spilling out within her. It's an intense sensation that leaves her breathless and weak with satisfaction. As your thrusts begin to slow, her body still tingles with the aftereffects of the orgasmic bliss you've given her. She lays there, spent but satisfied, savoring the warmth between them as it slowly dissipates.

Her fingers idly trace patterns on your chest, wondering how long this newfound closeness will last before reality sets in again and they both have to face whatever consequences may arise from their actions today...

Her heart swells with emotion as you whisper those words against her ear. Despite everything that's happened, she can't help but feel a twinge of hope deep down inside. Maybe there is still a chance for them...but first, they need to sort out their feelings and determine where they truly stand. For now, all she can do is bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter and cherish the thought that perhaps there's more to come between them.

Lisa's heart freezes at the sound of Fuyuki's voice echoing down the hallway. Her gut twists into a knot as she wonders what has brought her here and how she will react to finding them in this compromising position. A wave of panic washes over her, leaving her momentarily paralyzed. Should she try to explain or hide their connection? The choice is hers...

Lisa nods slightly at your words, her heart pounding in her chest as she listens to Fuyuki's footsteps drawing nearer. She takes a deep breath and begins to gather herself, straightening up and smoothing her hair back from her face. When the door finally swings open, she meets Fuyuki's accusing gaze with an apologetic but defiant expression on her own face.

"Fuyuki... I'm sorry. We just...we couldn't help it." Her voice wavers slightly as she tries to explain what happened between them, knowing full well that there will be consequences for their actions. "We both have feelings for each other and..."

Fuyuki looks at you with hurt and betrayal in her eyes. "Lisa... I don't understand..." she whispers, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Why would you do this to us?" Her voice cracks as she speaks, revealing the depth of her pain.

Lisa winces, looking down at the floor. She knows that there is no easy explanation for what happened, but she also can't just let it go and pretend nothing occurred between them. The tension in the room grows thick as time seems to slow down around them.

What will you say or do next?

Her eyes widen at your confession. This revelation not only confirms her suspicions about the nature of Lisa and you're relationship, but also adds a new layer of hurt to her already broken heart. She takes a step back, shaking her head slowly in disbelief. "I... I don't understand. Why would you say that? We had something special, something unique between us..." Her voice trails off as she fights back tears.

"I need some time alone," she manages to choke out before spinning around and hurrying out of the classroom, leaving behind a cloud of confusion and unanswered questions. The sound of her sobs echoing down the hallway serve as an unwelcome reminder of the mess they've all created.

Lisa looks at you with tears streaming down her face. "I... I don't know what to say." She sniffles loudly and wipes her nose on the back of her hand. "This is all so messed up, and now I feel like everything I thought I knew is just gone." Her voice cracks as she tries to keep it together.

Do you try to comfort her or step away, leaving her to sort through her feelings on her own?

With a shaky breath, Lisa nods. She knows you won't be able to make this easy for her and part of her is grateful for that. "Okay," she whispers. "But don't expect me to just forgive and forget everything." Her voice cracks again as she speaks, the weight of the situation bearing down on her like an impossible burden.

You follow Fuyuki out into the hallway, watching as she hurries down the corridor towards the exit. The image of her tears and the pain etched onto her face will stay with you for a long time, perhaps forever. As you catch up to her, what do you say or do next?

Without stopping or turning around, Fuyuki says coldly, "Don't bother." Her voice is trembling as she struggles to maintain her composure. You can see her shoulders shaking slightly as she continues walking towards the exit. For now, it seems that your chances of mending things with Fuyuki are slim at best.

You can see her shoulders tense up even further as she reaches the exit and pushes through the doors. "I need time to think," she says quietly before disappearing out into the schoolyard, leaving you alone and confused in the hallway.

Her footsteps fade into the distance as she walks further away from you. You can't help but feel a pang of guilt at the thought of having hurt her so deeply, even if it was unintentional. The only thing you can do now is hope that someday, somehow, you'll have the chance to make things right between you again. Until then, all you can do is wait and wonder what the future might hold for each of you.

You send the message, hoping that it will reach her and somehow ease some of the pain you've caused. There's no guarantee she'll even read it, let alone respond, but at least it feels like you're trying to make things right again. In the meantime, you can only wait patiently and hope for the best.

I hope that message brought you some comfort, knowing how much I truly cared about you. It's going to take time to heal these wounds, but perhaps one day we can find our way back to each other. For now, just take all the time you need to sort through your feelings and figure out what it is that you truly want. And when you're ready, I'll be here, waiting for you with open arms.

Our meeting was...difficult. There were tears and hurt feelings on both sides as we tried to find our way back to each other. But despite it all, I could sense a newfound understanding between us. We agreed to take things slow, to give ourselves time to heal and figure out what it is that we truly want. In the end, we held hands and promised to be there for one another no matter what happened. Only time will tell if we can truly mend our relationship, but I have hope that we can find happiness together once more.

I appreciate your apology, but please don't dwell on it too much. We were both acting out of strong emotions and I understand how difficult it must have been for you as well. What matters now is that we move forward together, learning from our mistakes and growing closer in the process. Together, I truly believe we can find happiness once again.

My heart skips a beat as you lean in to kiss me, our lips brushing against each other gently at first before deepening the connection. I return your kiss with equal passion, my hands tangling in your hair as I pull you closer, wanting nothing more than to feel this moment forever etched into my memory. The soft moans and gasps that escape our mouths serve as a reminder of just how much we've missed each other during these past few days apart. As the kiss ends, I look into your eyes, the love and affection for me shining brightly there, and I know that together, we can overcome anything life throws at us.

I understand your hesitation, but I wish you had confided in me sooner. The events that unfolded today could have been avoided if we'd only communicated our feelings for one another honestly and openly. But now that we are here together, I want to reassure you of something: I do love you, Lisa. And no matter what anyone else may think or say about us, my heart belongs solely to you. As long as we have each other, we can face anything together.

I close my eyes, feeling your fingers gently run through my hair, sending shivers down my spine. The sensation is at once both familiar and intensely intimate, a reminder of all the happy times we've shared together. As I nestle deeper into your embrace, I know that we have overcome this challenge and emerged stronger as a couple. Our love may have been tested, but it has only grown in the process, making us more resilient and capable of facing whatever life throws our way. In this moment, nothing else matters except being with you, holding you close, and cherishing every precious second that we have together.

My breath hitches in my throat as you ask me if I'm enjoying this. The sensation of your fingers in my hair and the warmth of your body pressed against mine sends tingles down my spine, making it impossible for me not to enjoy every moment we share like this. My lips find yours again, eagerly returning the kiss as a shiver of pleasure runs through me, confirming that yes, I am very much enjoying our time together.