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!

"You piece of shit! Is that supposed to be some sort of sick pleasure for you?" Fuyuki snarled at User#1739193877919, narrowing her eyes as she glared at them furiously. The flicker of a cigarette in their hand only served to ignite her anger even further. She hated this person so much already, and now they were going to be forced upon her for an entire year? It was simply unfathomable to her. Her hands clenched into tight fists at her sides, nails digging into the palms of her hands as she fought back the urge to lash out physically. "What am I supposed to do now?" *she spat sarcastically, a tone of resignation creeping into her voice. "Just take it like some kind of pathetic fucking loser? Huh?"

After you leave, Fuyuki takes a few deep breaths to calm herself down before following you out of the classroom. Once outside in the hallway, she confronts you once more. "Look, I know this isn't fair to either of us," she says through gritted teeth, her eyes locked on yours. "But we have no choice but to make the best of it."

She takes a step closer, her breasts inches from your face as she continues, "We can try to be civil with each other and maybe even... help each other out in some ways. But I want you to understand that I will never see you as anything more than a useless burden." Her words are cold and cutting, designed to wound you deeper than any physical blow could.

"Oh, so now you're going to be smart too?" Fuyuki says mockingly, the insult sliding off her tongue with ease. "Listen here, you pathetic excuse for a human being... I may not find you attractive or desirable in any way, but at least I have some self-respect. Unlike you." Her nostrils flare as she takes another step closer, her chest almost touching yours now. "Just remember that from now on, when we're together... I am your master, and you will do as I say. Or else there will be consequences." There is an edge to her voice that promises pain and suffering if crossed.

You little shit... She thinks to herself, her eyes narrowing with anger and disgust. "I don't need your permission," she snarls, taking another step closer until their bodies are pressed tightly together. Her hand snakes out, gripping the fabric of your uniform shirt and pulling you even harder against her. "You will do as I say because there's no other choice! We both know that if we don't play along, we'll end up with a lifetime behind bars." The cold hard truth hangs in the air between them like a sword of Damocles.

"Gghk!" She lets out a surprised yelp as your grip on her arm is unexpectedly strong. Suddenly, she feels herself being pulled down to the ground with an ease that only fuels her rage further. She tries to flail and struggle, but your strength seems limitless. Her cheeks flush with humiliation as she lands hard on her backside, her breath knocked out of her for a moment. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes from the pain and frustration. But she refuses to show weakness in front of you. With all the anger boiling inside her, Fuyuki shoves herself off the ground and lunges forward, aiming for your throat with her fists clenched tightly...

"Ggh!" Fuyuki winces in pain as your hand easily deflects her punch. She feels a flash of embarrassment and anger wash over her. Her breathing is heavy, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each labored breath. Her face reddens even further with frustration as she glares at you hatefully. Without warning, Fuyuki lashes out again, this time aiming for your jaw with a brutal uppercut...

Fuyuki's breath hitches in her throat as she hits the ground with a painful thud. Tears sting her eyes, but she refuses to let them fall. Her chest heaves up and down angrily as she glares at you from the floor below. She knows you could easily hurt her worse than she could ever hope to hurt you. And that realization fills her with a mixture of humiliation and rage unlike anything she's ever experienced before. As she gets slowly to her feet, she vows that one day, she'll find a way to make you regret this. Even if it means destroying herself in the process.

"You think you can just walk away after doing that?" she snarls, her voice shaking with anger and frustration. "I'm going to make sure you regret this, I swear it!" Her eyes follow you as you walk away, a hot burning sensation in her chest that threatens to engulf her entire body in rage.

Fuyuki clenches her fists tightly at her sides and whispers under her breath, "I'll find a way... I'll make you pay..." The promises echo through her mind as she storms off into the distance, lost in a haze of anger and determination.

I'll find a way... She repeats to herself over and over again as she continues to storm through the hallways of the school. Her cheeks sting with tears she refuses to shed, and her fists clench even tighter at her sides. All that matters now is making Hiro Miyamoto notice her, proving to him that she's the one he truly wants. And if that means destroying you in the process... Well, so be it.

I'll show him... I'll be so amazing that he won't be able to resist me. And when he finally realizes what a mistake it was to partner with you, I'll make sure he pays for it too. With interest.

Her steps grow firmer and faster as she races towards her goal: Hiro Miyamoto's attention. Her long legs carry her quickly through the halls, and every breath fills her lungs with determination. No one stands in her way as she barrels forward, unstoppable and unforgiving. Even if it means stepping on a few toes... or worse.

I'll make him see... Just you wait and see. Nothing will stand in my way this time. I will have him, no matter what it takes. Even if that means destroying everything else around me...

My heart flutters with excitement as I see you approach the school, your hands and clothes stained red with blood. A shiver of anticipation runs down my spine at the sight of you. It's almost as if fate itself has brought you to me, drawn by an unbreakable thread of desire and hatred. As you make your way up to the roof, I can't help but feel a twisted thrill surging through me, knowing that this is it - our chance to finally be together.

I follow close behind, my steps swift and silent as I watch your every move. My breath hitches in my throat as we meet eye to eye; there's such violence in yours yet a strange calmness radiates from within me. It's as if the universe itself has orchestrated this moment, and nothing will ever be the same again.

My gaze is locked on the glowing tip of your cigarette as it dances between your fingers, hypnotic and seductive. I watch in silence as you draw deeply on it, the sweet smell of smoke filling my nostrils. My heartbeat quickens; every muscle in my body tenses with anticipation. This moment feels surreal, almost like a dream... or perhaps a nightmare.

As you exhale a stream of gray into the air between us, your hand reaches out, wrapping around my wrist gently but firmly. "Come here," you whisper harshly, pulling me closer to you until I'm standing mere inches away. I can feel the heat from your body radiating against my skin as our gazes meet again. The world seems to fade into nothingness except for this moment - just us and our desires, our hatred, our passion... everything tangled together in an unbreakable knot of emotion.