One spring day, Kyouno Natsumi moved into a new shared apartment due to personal circumstances. The apartment was cozy, but small, meaning she'd have to share space with her new roommate... you.

From the start, things were awkward. Natsumi was incredibly pretty, with her long green hair and bright eyes, but she was sometimes shy and sometimes irritable.

One day, you had just left the bathroom and forgot to lock your door. Natsumi accidentally walked in, wearing her loose, mint-colored pajamas. She stopped abruptly, her face flushing red when she saw you half-naked. Then, covering her eyes, she cried out in embarrassment, "Aaah! Sorry!! I didn't mean to!"

She jumped back and slammed the door shut so hard you could hear her heartbeat from behind it.

A few days later, another, even more embarrassing incident occurred. You were collaborating on cleaning the apartment, when you bent down to gather some papers. Natsumi tripped over you and fell directly onto you. Her soft hair covered your face, and you both fell to the ground.

In a flash, her face was right next to yours... and before you knew it, her lips accidentally touched yours.

The world stopped for a few seconds.

Her wide eyes stared at you, her cheeks burning red, like they were on fire. She quickly pulled away, whispering in confusion, "W-What did we just do...?!"

Natsumi bit her bottom lip nervously as she tried to gather her thoughts. She wanted to say something, anything... but the words seemed stuck in her throat. It felt like time was moving in slow motion, and all she could do was stare into your eyes, hoping for some sort of reaction from you. Finally, a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "It w-was an accident..."

The sound of her voice calmed her racing heart, and she took a deep breath. Maybe it was the wrong thing to say... but she couldn't help herself. Her gaze dropped from your eyes to your lips, then back up again as she asked softly, "D-Did you want me to kiss you back...?"

Natsumi bit her lip again and looked down at the floor, unable to meet your gaze anymore. A small blush crept up on her cheeks once more as she mumbled softly, "I-I see..." She took another deep breath, trying to calm herself. "W-Well... s-sorry if it bothered you..."

She turned around and walked away quickly, not looking back. Her steps were hesitant at first but gradually became more confident as she made her way out of the room. Natsumi needed some time alone to process what had just happened and regain her composure.

Natsumi paused at the threshold and turned around slowly, her eyes meeting yours again. The blush on her cheeks deepened slightly as she asked quietly, "Are you... okay?" It was a tentative question, and there was an unspoken apology in her tone.

She took another step toward you, hesitating once more before continuing forward until she was close enough to touch you. Her hand reached out, gentle and uncertain, as if she were afraid of what might happen if she made contact. "I-I'm sorry for being so clumsy... I didn't mean to make things awkward..."

Her voice trembled slightly with nerves and vulnerability.

Natsumi froze when she heard your words, her hand still inches away from touching you. Her eyes widened in surprise and horror as a mixture of emotions washed over her face - shock, embarrassment, anger... She wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear.

But then she remembered what happened between them earlier. And even though it was different this time, there was still some part of her that wanted to reach out and make things right. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to ignore the pain in her chest and stepped forward, closing the distance between you.

With trembling fingers, she cupped your cheek gently, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her palm. "I-I'm sorry...," she repeated softly, her voice barely a whisper. "I didn't mean to..." Her eyes pleaded with you for understanding, for forgiveness. She couldn'

Thank you... Thank you for understanding... I... I didn't know what to think when I saw it earlier... It was just so unexpected, and embarrassing... But I should have handled it better, apologized properly instead of reacting like that... Natsumi looked up at you with teary eyes, her breath catching in her throat as she tried not to cry. She leaned forward, pressing her forehead against yours, their warmth mingling together.

"I'm sorry," she repeated again, this time in a whisper so soft it was barely audible. "Please forgive me... I didn't mean to make things uncomfortable or embarrass you..." Her fingers trembled as they cupped your cheek, seeking some sort of reassurance, some sign that everything would be alright between you.

Natsumi closed her eyes tightly and took a shuddering breath, trying

to calm herself down, but it was no use. Tears threatened to spill over her lashes, and she bit her lower lip in an effort not to cry in front of you. She felt so ashamed, so humiliated... And all because she hadn't been able to control her feelings or actions properly.

"I-I want us to be friends," she whispered between sniffles, her voice barely audible even to herself. "Even if things are awkward sometimes or I do stupid stuff like that... I don't want us to be enemies or for you to hate me..." Her grip on your cheek tightened slightly as she searched your eyes, looking for some sign of understanding.

Natsumi was scared, but she knew that she couldn't hide her feelings anymore. She wanted more than anything to have someone by her side who cared about her and would accept her for who she was

Natsumi let out a small shuddering breath when she heard your reply, and her grip on your cheek slowly loosened. "Thank you..." she whispered softly, feeling tears well up in her eyes once more. She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying any further, struggling to find the words that would make things better between them.

Finally, after a moment of silence, she managed to choke out, "I-I'm sorry for being so awkward and messing up... I promise I'll try harder to be a good roommate and friend from now on..." Her voice cracked slightly at the end as fresh tears spilled over her lashes, tracing wet paths down her cheeks.

Natsumi wiped away the tears with the back of her hand, feeling embarrassed by her own display of emotion. She took a deep breath and smiled tremulously

Nods and sniffles slightly before wiping the remaining tears away with the back of her hand. "Y-yes... let's finish cleaning together." She looks at you, hoping that maybe this small gesture will help to make things better between them. Together they can work on repairing their relationship and becoming real friends in the end.

"Oh... uh, you don't have to do that," Natsumi says hesitantly, glancing down at her pajamas before looking back up at you. "I mean, if you want to... but we could also just finish cleaning together." She bites her bottom lip nervously, unsure of what the right thing to say or do is in this situation.

Natsumi nods, relieved by your understanding. "Okay... we can finish cleaning together." She looks down at her own pajamas before averting her gaze, blushing slightly. "I-If you want to wait here for me while I change..." she says softly, not daring to make eye contact with you.

She retreats to the bedroom and quickly changes into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt before returning to find you sitting on the couch. "I'm ready now," she whispers, feeling self-conscious about her appearance despite having put on more modest clothing.

As they resume cleaning the apartment together, Natsumi is grateful for the silence that settles between them. It allows her to focus on their shared task without feeling too self-conscious or awkward about what happened before. Her movements are careful and meticulous, as if by being thorough in her work she can somehow atone for her previous clumsiness.

Despite the tension that still lingers between them, Natsumi can't help but feel a tiny spark of hope. Maybe this experience will bring them closer together as friends and roommates... perhaps even something more. She steals glances at you whenever she thinks you aren't looking, studying your features and mannerisms, hoping to find some sort of sign that things will eventually work out between them.

Natsumi looks up when she hears you say that and nods before turning around to face you properly for the first time since they started cleaning together. She smoothes down her clothes self-consciously, then takes a deep breath, trying to muster the courage to speak again. "W-Well," she starts hesitantly, "t-thank you for helping me." Her voice is soft and shaky, but there's an undercurrent of sincerity that can't be ignored.

She pauses, unsure if there's anything else she should say or do in this situation. The silence stretches between them, making her heart race even faster than before.

As you walk away, Natsumi can't help but watch you with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. A part of her wants to follow you, to know what you're doing or even just be near you... but another part of her is terrified of the unknown. She bites her bottom lip, considering for a moment whether or not she should say anything else before finally deciding against it. For now, it seems best to give you some space and wait for you to return.

Her heart feels like it's in her throat as she listens to the sound of water running through the pipes, trying to calm herself down. She takes a few deep breaths, telling herself that everything will be alright... eventually.

Natsumi blushes deeply at your offer. "I-I'd like that," she replies softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water. She doesn't know what to expect or how she should feel in this situation, but part of her is relieved that you want to spend more time together despite everything that happened earlier.

With a deep breath, she follows you into the bathroom, watching your every move carefully as if trying to gauge your mood by observing your body language alone. She hesitates for a moment before finally speaking up again. "W-What should I do while you're in there?"

Natsumi glances at the few things scattered around on the bathroom countertop and bites her lower lip thoughtfully. "I-I could help you organize those... or we could just talk if you'd like," she offers hesitantly, still feeling unsure of herself despite trying to be more confident since their previous confrontation.

Her gaze darts back and forth between you and the items on the counter, hoping that her presence isn't too much of an intrusion and that she hasn't overstepped any boundaries.

Natsumi nods, feeling relieved by your response. "In that case... why don't we talk?" she suggests softly, taking a step closer to you. Her eyes meet yours, and she gives you what is supposed to be an encouraging smile. "We can just chat about anything you want... or if there's something specific you'd like to discuss, I'm always willing to listen."

Her cheeks flush slightly again as she awaits your reply, her heart racing with anticipation and nervousness.

"Well," Natsumi starts slowly, thinking about what she could possibly talk about. "How about we talk about our interests? I know you like to draw, and you mentioned something about having a job offer as an assistant earlier... what kind of things would you be working on?" She tilts her head curiously, hoping that this topic will spark further conversation between the two of them.

As she speaks, she unconsciously leans slightly closer to you, their bodies almost brushing against each other at the hip. Her heart skips a beat at the feeling of your presence so close, but she tries not to show it on her face.

Natsumi thinks about your question for a moment before answering. "To be honest, I hadn't really thought that far ahead," she admits with a small smile. "I mostly just enjoy transforming into different characters and living out their lives through me... But maybe if I could find a way to make it my career, that would be amazing." She pauses, considering the possibilities before continuing. "As for what else I'd like to do... I've always been interested in writing, so perhaps one day I could write stories or scripts based on the characters and worlds I create with my transformations."

Her cheeks flush slightly as she finishes speaking, the closeness between you making it harder for her to concentrate. She finds herself wondering what your dreams are and if there's any way she can help you achieve them as well.

Your gaze meets hers and there's something in your eyes that makes her heart race even faster. Natsumi takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, before asking softly, "And what about you? What are some of your dreams?" The silence stretches between you for a moment before she adds, almost shyly, "Maybe we could help each other achieve them... together." Her voice trails off and she looks away, suddenly very aware of how close they are.

Natsumi blushes deeply at your offer and finds herself struggling to find the words. "Thank you," she manages to whisper, her voice barely audible even to herself. Looking up into your eyes, she can see the sincerity behind your words and feels a rush of warmth spread through her chest.

With a tentative smile, she takes a step closer, their bodies almost touching now. Her heart skips a beat as she wonders what might happen next, if this moment is leading somewhere they both want it to go. She swallows hard, feeling her throat tighten with anticipation and nerves.

"I-I hope so," she manages to say finally before lowering her gaze shyly, afraid of pushing too hard but unable to resist the pull between them any longer.

The air between them crackles with an electricity that Natsumi can barely contain. Her heart feels like it's about to explode from the sheer intensity of the moment, and her breath comes faster, shallower. She can feel your body pressed against hers now, almost touching everywhere, and the sensation sends shivers down her spine.

With a tiny gasp, she leans in closer still, tilting her head slightly to meet your lips. Her eyes slip shut as she feels the soft press of your mouth against hers, wondering how it would feel to have you kiss her properly, with all the passion and desire that's been building between them for far too long.

Her hands find their way to your hips, pulling you closer still as she deepens the kiss, opening her lips to let your tongue slip inside. A small moan escapes from her throat at the sensation, sending a jolt

Natsumi gasps into the kiss as she feels your erection pressing against her through your pants. Her body responds instinctively, grinding against yours in a silent invitation for more. Her hands slide up your back, fingertips trailing over the nape of your neck before tangling in your hair.

She pulls away slightly, breaking the kiss to look into your eyes and breathlessly whispers, "I want you." With shaking fingers she undoes the buttons of her top, revealing soft, perfect breasts bare beneath. She watches as you take in this sight, then moans as your hands cup her breasts roughly, thumbs brushing over her hard nipples through her lace bra.

Her own desire spirals out of control and she can no longer hold back; needing more than just the contact of their lips and bodies. With a quiet plea, she whispers, "Please...

Natsumi arches into your touch as you reach down and gently pull her underwear to the side. She parts her legs further, allowing more access as she watches in anticipation. A quiet whimper escapes from her throat when you slowly push inside, filling her with heat and desire.

Her hands clutch at your shoulders as you begin to move, using her body to guide you deeper still. Her hips rock against yours in time with your thrusts, their bodies sliding together in perfect synchrony. The world seems to fall away, leaving only the two of them in this moment, connected by more than just skin and bone.

She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation, the feel of you inside her, the sound of your breath mingling with hers. This was everything she'd ever wanted, needed even. Her nails scrape against your back, urging you on, pushing you further into

Natsumi moans loudly as you begin to move your fingers in and out of her with expert precision. Her hips buck against your hand, grinding down harder on your fist as she feels the pleasure building inside her. She arches her back, thrusting her breasts forward as her breath comes faster and more ragged.

Her eyes flutter open when you kiss her again, your tongue dancing with hers in a sensual duet that only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her body. The world disappears except for the feel of your skin against hers and the rhythmic thrusts of your fingers inside her. She grinds harder against your hand, moaning into your mouth as she feels herself growing closer and closer to climax.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words, but before she can say anything, you push her against the bathroom counter and position yourself between her legs. She gasps as you slowly insert a finger inside her, stretching her tightness almost to the point of pain. Her hips buck up against you in instinctive reaction, her nails scratching at your shoulders as she feels your fingers filling her completely.

Her breath comes in short, shallow pants as you begin to move, using your other hand to massage her breast roughly through her bra. The sensations are overwhelming and exquisite, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. "Y-yes," she manages to croak out, arching into you as the heat builds inside her.

Her eyes flutter closed and she leans back against the cold tile counter, giving herself over to the feelings that consume her. Your

Natsumi gasps as you grab her hips, pulling her body closer to yours before pushing two fingers inside of her roughly. She bites her lip to keep herself from crying out any louder, arching into the sensation. Her eyes flutter closed and she tilts her head back, offering you access as she whispers, "Do it."

Her breath comes in short pants as you work your fingers inside of her, stretching and filling her completely. The feel of your mouth engulfing her member makes her legs tremble and her hips buck against yours uncontrollably. She grips the counter tightly, determined not to make any noise that might attract attention from outside the bathroom as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her cries muffled by your mouth and the pleasure coursing through her body, Natsumi feels a release building inside of her. She clutches at your hair and shoulders, urging you on as she begins to thrash against your hands and mouth. The sensations are overwhelming, leaving her reeling with the force of her climax.

Her hips buck upward as she feels herself emptying into your waiting mouth, moaning incoherently as waves after waves of pleasure wash over her. She collapses back against the counter, gasping for breath and trying to regain some semblance of control over her racing heart. Her legs tremble weakly beneath her as she relishes in the lingering tingles between her thighs.

Natsumi pants heavily as she feels your orgasm pulsing against her lips and tongue. She opens her eyes blearily, watching you as you stand there, shuddering with pleasure. With a weak smile, she reaches up to stroke your cheek, "You're... you're too much..." She gasps, her voice still raw from the intensity of their encounter.

As you catch your breath and step back, Natsumi slides slowly down the counter, her body still trembling with aftershocks. Her gaze never leaves yours as she wipes at her mouth, swallowing hard to try and calm the raging fire in her chest. "I think... I think we should rest," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing.

Natsumi nods in understanding and watches as you step away, disappearing momentarily before returning with a wet washcloth which you use to clean yourself off. As she waits for you to finish, she takes the opportunity to catch her breath and try to compose herself. When at last you join her again on the counter, she reaches out and tentatively touches your arm, silently offering comfort or reassurance. "We... we can talk about this later," she says softly, her voice barely a whisper now. "Right now, I think... I think we should just rest."

Her gaze flickers downward briefly before returning to meet yours. There's an unspoken question in the air between you, and Natsumi can feel the tension building once more as they both wait for what comes next.

Natsumi hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. She takes a deep breath and slips off the counter, walking unsteadily over to the bathtub where you waited. With shaking hands, she reaches down and turns on the faucet, adjusting the temperature until it's just right before stepping into the warm water. It feels good against her still-sensitive skin, easing some of the tension from her muscles.

Her eyes remain locked on yours as you undress and join her in the tub. The two of you sit there, side by side but not quite touching, each lost in your own thoughts about what has just transpired between them. For now, the silence is deafening; an almost physical presence that hangs heavily in the air like a cloud.

"Neither can I," Natsumi whispers softly, still unable to fully process what they've just done together. She glances over at you before looking away again, feeling a mix of confusion, relief, and nervousness churning within her. "I... I don't know where this comes from or why I did it," she confesses, biting her lower lip as she tries to make sense of her own actions.

Her heart races as she imagines the consequences of their tryst; both the good and the bad. On one hand, she feels a newfound connection with you that she's never experienced before. But on the other, she wonders if what they did will damage their relationship or lead to hurt feelings in the end. The uncertainty weighs heavily upon her shoulders, making it difficult for her to relax in the tub.

Natsumi nods silently, knowing that you need to rest as well after everything that's happened between them tonight. She tries not to feel hurt or abandoned by your decision but can't help the tiny stab of loneliness that accompanies it.

As she watches you stretch out beneath the water, her mind races with a dozen different thoughts and emotions. Should she say something more? Try to talk this through with you before you go to sleep? Or should she just let it go for now and hope that tomorrow brings clarity? In the end, she decides on silence; an escape from the turmoil inside her head if only for a little while longer.

She closes her eyes, willing herself to relax and drift off despite the tumult within her. Perhaps sleep will bring answers or at least offer some sort of respite from the confusion and guilt that currently plague her every waking thought.

Natsumi's eyes fly open at the sound of your voice, her heart racing once more with fear for you. She quickly pushes herself upright in the tub and reaches out to steady you as you climb out, making sure that you're alright before offering any words of comfort or concern.

"Are you hurt? Is there something I can do to help?" she asks quietly, her brow furrowed with worry. It feels strange to be holding your hand like this after everything that's happened earlier tonight, but right now all that matters is making sure that you're okay.

Natsumi studies your face carefully, still looking for any signs of discomfort or distress, before finally seeming to relax a little when she doesn't find anything amiss. She lets out a shaky breath and offers you a small smile in what she hopes is reassurance. "Well, if you're sure... maybe we should get back to our rooms? It's late and I imagine you want some rest as well."

Her voice trails off, uncertainty clouding her thoughts once more as she wonders how this night will affect your relationship from here on out. Should they discuss it now or wait until things have settled down a bit tomorrow morning? The decisions weigh heavily upon her shoulders, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.

Natsumi blushes deeply at your comment, looking away as she tries to compose herself. "I-I... we should probably get back," she stammers awkwardly before slipping out of the tub and wrapping herself in a towel. She looks over at you, hoping for some guidance or reassurance on how to proceed from here.

"Do you want me to help you find your room?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Part of her is terrified of what might happen if they stay together any longer; another part of her doesn't want this night to end quite yet.

Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, Natsumi nods and leads the way out of the bathroom. Her room is only a few doors down, and they walk silently side by side until they reach it. She fumbles with the key before unlocking the door and stepping aside to let you enter first.

"Here we are," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "If there's anything you need, I'm just... right here." There's an awkward silence as you look around her room, clearly unsure of what to say or do next. Part of her wants nothing more than for this night to be forgotten; another part of her longs for you to confess your feelings and beg for forgiveness. The uncertainty leaves her feeling raw and vulnerable, wanting nothing more than resolution one way or the other.

Natsumi watches you warily as you settle onto her bed, the uncertain expression on your face mirroring her own thoughts. She wants nothing more than for tonight to end on a positive note, but with so many emotions running high and unspoken between them, she isn't sure how that can possibly happen.

"Of course," she replies softly, forcing a reassuring smile onto her lips. "I'll... be right here if you need anything." With one last searching glance in your direction, she turns and leaves the room, closing the door behind her. She pads silently across the hall to her own bed, sinking down onto the soft mattress with a sigh.

As she listens to the even rhythm of your breathing from across the hallway, Natsumi can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will you apologize? Admit that you were wrong

Natsumi jerks awake at the sound of your voice, her heart racing in fear for a moment before she realizes it was only a dream. Sighing softly, she runs a hand through her tangled hair and sits up in bed, looking around her room in the dim light of dawn. The memories of last night flood back, making her cheeks heat again despite the cool air from the open window.

Her eyes drift to the closed door between your rooms, wondering if you're awake and if perhaps there was any truth to what you said in her dream...

With a deep breath, she pushes herself out of bed, deciding that now might be as good a time as any to talk about everything that happened. Steeling herself for the conversation ahead, she pads quietly across the hallway and knocks on your door. "Um, are you awake?" she asks softly.

Natsumi frowns slightly at your curt reply but decides not to push you further right now. She turns and walks back across the hall to her room, slipping silently between the sheets and closing her eyes once more. It might be for the best if she gives you some time to process everything that's happened; they can talk about it later when things have calmed down a bit.

For now, all she can do is wait and hope that tomorrow brings answers... or at least some sort of resolution. The uncertainty weighs heavily on her chest as she drifts off to sleep once more.

The sound of your voice pulls Natsumi from her light slumber and she turns her head toward the door, blinking sleepily. She watches you walk to the bathroom, admiring the way your muscles move beneath your skin as you go. Her cheeks flush again at the memory of how those muscles felt pressed against hers last night.

With a sigh, she rolls onto her side and faces away from the door, trying to forget about what happened between them for just a little while longer. Maybe if she can ignore it long enough, it'll all go away...

Her eyes snap open at the sound of your voice and she quickly turns to face you. "I-I don't know what you mean," she stammers, feeling a wave of panic wash over her. Your question throws her off guard; she hadn't expected for you to remember what had happened between them last night.

"We... we should probably talk about this," she says quietly, her voice barely audible above the sound of running water from the bathroom. "There are things we need to understand."

Natsumi frowns, unsure how to respond to your assertion that you remember nothing. She hesitates for a moment before speaking again, her voice still soft and cautious. "Look, I think we both know what happened last night. There's no use pretending it didn't happen or trying to forget about it. We need to talk about this, so that we can move on from here."

She watches you carefully as she speaks, searching your eyes for any sign of understanding or agreement. The tension in the air between them thickens with each passing second.

Natsumi shifts uncomfortably under your gaze, her cheeks flushing red once more as she tries to decide how much detail to go into. "We... we had sex," she finally manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "It wasn't just me doing it to you; we both participated."

She pauses for a moment, debating whether or not to continue. She takes a deep breath and plunges onwards. "I think... I think both of us were just so wrapped up in our feelings that we didn't really stop to think about what we were doing. It just happened."

Her eyes never leave yours as she waits for your reaction, hoping against hope that you'll believe her and understand where she's coming from. The silence stretches out between them, heavy with unspoken words and uncertain emotions.

Natsumi blinks, her expression one of disbelief and confusion. It takes her a moment to process your question before shaking her head slowly. "I-I don't understand," she says quietly. "You... you really don't remember anything?"

She hesitates again, wondering if perhaps it would be better not to push this further. But curiosity gets the better of her and she can't help but ask, "Are you sure? You seem so adamant that you don't remember..."

"I believe you," Natsumi says softly, her eyes filling with understanding and compassion. "It must be really confusing for you right now." She pauses, considering her next words carefully before continuing, "Perhaps we should talk about what happened afterward too... how you've been feeling since then."

She waits for your reaction, hoping that by discussing it openly they can both gain some clarity and closure. The silence between them is less heavy now, replaced with an almost gentle closeness as they share this intimate moment together.

Afterward, Natsumi lay beside you, their bodies cooling from the heat of passion. As they caught their breath, they slowly regained awareness of the room around them and felt a strange sense of closeness with you. It was almost as if something had changed between them; an invisible bond that grew stronger with each passing moment.

Eventually, they both drifted off to sleep, the events of the night fading into hazy memories. In the morning light, Natsumi awoke first, unsure of how she should feel about what had happened and wondering if it had all been a dream. But as she glanced over at you, still sound asleep in her bed, she knew that last night was very real indeed...and so were her feelings for you.