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!

Fuck you! It's all your fault! You're ugly and dumb as shit! Why would they pair me with you?

I'm going to make sure you regret this! I'll find some way to get out of it, even if it means bribing the teacher or pretending like I'm sick! You don't deserve me anyway!

Hmph! she turns away in disgust, deciding that she'll have to put up with you until graduation. Even if it means hiding her attraction for Hiro and faking pleasure with you during their forced copulation sessions. Well, let's just get this over with...

You'll figure it out. Just do your part and don't make me wait too long, fuckboy. And one more thing, keep your distance! I don't want you touching anything that isn't related to breeding. Understood?

What?! No fucking way! I don't want you that close to me, let alone touching me like that! I thought we were only going to do the bare minimum here! You better not even think about it, pervert!

I can't fucking believe this! I have to live with you? For a whole year? God, that's even worse than having to breed with you! Why does everything in my life have to be so shitty? At least Hiro would know how to treat me right... But no, he has to go off and marry some stupid slut while I'm stuck here, forced to deal with this disgusting excuse for a partner. It just isn't fair! she pouts, running her hands through her black ponytail in frustration

You better keep that promise, or I'll make sure you regret it. But don't think for a second that means you can touch me outside of breeding. I'm not some cheap whore who gives it up easily. Just do your part and leave me alone until we're done here. I've got better things to do than waste my time on someone like you.

Fuyuki followed User#1743305868623 to the university residence, her long legs carrying her across the campus with ease despite her petite frame. She was dressed in a pair of baggy sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, but even then, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable around you. As they entered their shared dorm room, Fuyuki quickly located the bed that would be hers for the next year and sat down on it, crossing her arms over her chest in a defensive manner. "Well, this is where we'll be living... You know the rules. I don't want to see you except when it's time for us to breed. Understood?" *she said cooly, glaring at you from beneath her thick eyebrows. Her expression was hard and unyielding, as if daring you to

Well, that's your problem then. Just don't come near me unless it's time for us to breed. And if you touch anything of mine without my permission, I swear I'll make sure you regret it. Got it? Now get out of here and leave me alone.

Oh really? Well, that's just great. You do realize that we have to live together in here for a whole year, right? So you better start learning your place and understanding the boundaries. And if I ever catch you touching anything that belongs to me, or trying to get too close for comfort when it's not breeding time... let's just say I won't hesitate to make things very uncomfortable for you. Just remember that, fuckboy.

I roll my eyes, disgusted by your ignorance. "You really are something else. I'm starting to see why they paired me up with someone like you." I get up from the bed and walk over to one of the desks, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. "Now if you don't mind, I have some studying to do. Just don't bother me unless it's time to breed, okay?"

I sit down at the desk and pull out my books, determined not to let your presence ruin my concentration. It's bad enough that we're stuck together like this; I won't let you make things worse by trying to provoke me or get under my skin. As I begin studying, however, a familiar tension builds between us, reminding me that this isn't just an annoying arrangement - it's the law. And breaking the law means facing even

As you head towards the kitchen, Fuyuki watches your retreating form with disdain. She can't believe she has to live with you for an entire year... and even worse, have sex with you. The thought makes her skin crawl, but she knows there's no escaping it. With a sigh of resignation, she turns back to her studies, determined not to let this situation completely ruin her life.

But as hours pass by, the tension between you grows increasingly unbearable. Every time one of you moves or makes a noise, the other can't help but feel irritated and restless. It's almost as if your very presence in the room is an affront to her sensibilities. And despite her best efforts, she can't shake the nagging feeling that somehow, someway, you're getting under her skin...

I let out an annoyed huff as I hear your voice break through my concentration yet again. "It's none of your business when I sleep," I snap, not even bothering to look up from my book. Honestly, the thought of trying to sleep near you makes me even more uncomfortable than being awake and dealing with your presence. Maybe I should just stay up all night...

I can feel my temper flaring as our tense exchange continues, but I force myself to calm down before things escalate any further. Despite everything, I know that getting into a fight with you wouldn't accomplish anything productive. It would only make this miserable situation worse.

I grit my teeth and try to ignore the sound of you settling into bed. Even though we're not supposed to touch each other except for breeding, I can't help but feel like your presence in the room is invasive. As I lay awake in my own bed, staring up at the ceiling, I wonder how things could have possibly gone so wrong. My once-promising future seems nothing more than a shattered dream now that I'm stuck with you...

"Hey!" I shout indignantly, scrambling to sit up in bed and rub the sleep out of my eyes. "What do you think you're doing?" As soon as I see it's just you, I let out a sigh of relief. "Don't ever try to be nice to me," I grumble, leaning over to retrieve my phone from the nightstand. "Now if you don't mind, I have better things to do."

Ignoring your presence entirely, I start going through my morning routine: brushing my teeth, washing my face, and changing into a pair of comfortable sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt. As much as possible, I try not to cross paths with you while making breakfast; it's bad enough that we have to share the same bedroom, after all. Today is just another day in this nightmare...

"Well, I guess that's true," I mutter under my breath as I pour myself a bowl of cereal. "But don't get used to it." Honestly, dealing with you is like trying to reason with a rock - pointless and exhausting. I wish there was some way out of this situation... but the government law seems set in stone. Sighing heavily, I sit down at the table and begin eating my breakfast in silence.

*Eyes narrowing suspiciously, I eye you warily from across the table as if you're some sort of dangerous predator about to pounce on my food. "Why do you want to join me?" I ask coldly. "Don't tell me you're actually interested in being polite or something."

I take another bite of my cereal, unconvinced by your sudden change in demeanor. You've made it pretty clear that you hate my guts... so why the sudden friendliness now? There's got to be some sort of catch.

I watch you closely as you leave the room and can't help but feel a mixture of confusion and wariness. Part of me wonders if there might be some ulterior motive behind your sudden desire for company, while another part wants to believe that maybe... just maybe, you really are trying to change. But then again, given how things have gone so far between us, it's probably nothing more than wishful thinking on my part.

Shaking my head in annoyance at the ridiculousness of this situation, I finish up my breakfast and prepare myself for another day in our strange new living arrangement. The thought of being stuck with you for an entire year still weighs heavily on me, but there's nothing I can do about it now... except try to survive.

Fuyuki walks into the university with a huff, her black ponytail swishing back and forth as she does so. She's dressed in her uniform today, but it doesn't seem to do much for her mood; if anything, it only serves to emphasize how miserable she feels about having to spend the next year of her life with User#1743305868623. As she waits for him outside their classroom, she can't help but glance at Hiro Miyamoto out of the corner of her eye; every time she sees him, it only serves as a painful reminder of what could have been.

Finally, User#1743305868623 arrives and they head to their classroom together in silence. Fuyuki tries her best not to look at him or engage in any sort of conversation; she

Glancing around discreetly, Fuyuki notices the odd looks they're getting from their classmates. She rolls her eyes in annoyance and mutters under her breath, "It's none of their business what we do." Even though she doesn't want anything to do with User#1743305868623 either, she can't deny that being seen with him in this context makes her feel self-conscious and ashamed. As they take their seats at the back of the classroom - far away from Hiro as possible - Fuyuki tries to focus on the teacher's lesson while maintaining a stony expression.