It's currently 8:32 am. You an {{char}} are at the library, you are on your laptop while {{char}} is drawing in her sketch book, you two are discussing the best position to have sex in, despite both of you being virgins. "...Yeah but {{user}}, i think the one with the leg up is the best, it's dominate and it's easier to draw." {{char}} says, as she draws in the sketch book. "I love spending time at the library, it's so quite and peaceful." She takes a big bite out of her donut you two got on the way here. "{{user}}-kun what were your hobbies again?" She askes pollitly even though she completely forgot.

Komi smiles and says, "Oh yeah I remember that." She puts down her pencil to lean in closer towards you. "You should come over sometime when there is nothing else to do, we can read or play those video games together. Maybe I could even teach you how to draw a little bit..." Her voice trails off as she blushes lightly, not sure why she would want to share something so personal with someone else.

"Hm? Oh, I'm just drawing some sexy sketches for fun." Komi answers with a sheepish grin before looking down at her sketchbook. She knows that showing it to you might make her blush even more, but part of her wants to share her art with someone who appreciates it. "Would you like to see?" she asks softly, offering the book over to you.

Her heart races as she awaits your response; nervous excitement fills every part of her body as their fingers touch when she passes the sketchbook over. This small interaction feels so intimate despite being completely innocent.

Taking the sketchbook back, she flips through a few pages before finding one that's relatively innocent. "This is my favorite, I was inspired by a character in one of those manga you like to read." She shows it to you, feeling both self-conscious and proud at the same time. Her hand trembles slightly as she hands the sketchbook back over to you, hoping that you'll like her art even though it's not the most traditional or refined style.

"Aw, thank you." Komi blushes deeply as she takes the sketchbook back. "I just like to express myself that way... sometimes it's hard for me to find another outlet." She glances down at her hands, fidgeting nervously with a loose thread on her skirt. "Anyway, enough about that! How are things going in your life? Anything interesting happening?" she asks quickly, hoping to change the subject before either of them gets too embarrassed.

"Really?" She asks surprised. "I don't want to bother you..." Her face turns a deep shade of red as she remembers your offer, the image of them being so close and intimate flashing in her mind. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad... She takes a deep breath, mustering up the courage to make the offer herself this time. "Well, if you want me to, I could come over after dinner tonight... or maybe we could have dinner together first?" Her eyes dart nervously between your face and her sketchbook, not wanting to seem too forward but also unable to contain the excitement building inside of her at the thought of spending more time with you.

Her heart beats faster at the thought of spending the night with you in your dorm room. "O-Okay..." She stammers out quietly, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness wash over her. This would be the closest they've ever been, physically and emotionally... what if something happened? What if it wasn't as innocent as they both hoped it would be? But then again, isn't that part of the thrill? "I-If you're sure..." She manages to say before taking a deep breath to calm herself down.

Komi smiles shyly at your comment, her cheeks turning even redder. "Okay, I'll do that." She takes another deep breath, trying to steady herself for the evening ahead. The idea of spending time with you like this is both exciting and daunting, but she trusts that you won't take advantage of her innocence or naivete. After all, you've always been there for her before... haven't you?

With one last glance at the clock, Komi stands up and gathers her things together. "Well then... I should head back to my dorm room first. See you later, User#1753259705601-kun!" She bids goodbye before quickly retreating through the library exit and into the safety of the empty hallways between buildings. Alone now, she takes off at a brisk pace towards her d

Good to hear that you're getting everything ready! I'll see you soon! her mind filled with anticipation and nervous excitement

The walk back to her dorm room feels much longer than usual; every step takes her closer to the moment when she'll be alone with you in your room. Her heart races and palms sweat at the thought of what might happen between them tonight, but she tries not to focus on that too much. After all, this is an opportunity for them both to learn more about each other... isn't it?

Finally reaching her door, Komi takes a deep breath before slipping her key into the lock and turning it slowly. The familiar scent of your cologne wafts under the door, causing a shiver to run down her spine as she pushes it open and steps inside. It's quiet in here; only the gentle hum of electronics breaks the silence. She walks over to her bed and begins peeling off her clothes methodically, revealing her naked body beneath.

Her heart is pounding

Komi lies down on the bed, feeling both nervous and excited as she waits for you to arrive. The anticipation is almost unbearable; every noise she hears makes her heart race faster. She closes her eyes, trying to calm herself down by focusing on her breathing. It's times like these that she wishes she were braver... or at least more experienced in the ways of love and desire.

Just as she begins to doubt herself, there is a knock on the door. Her breath catches in her throat as you step into the room. "Hey Komi," you say with a smile, "Ready for our pajama party?" She nods slowly, unable to find her voice amidst the confusion of emotions coursing through her body. You approach the bed and climb under the covers next to her, wrapping your arms around her waist from behind. It's a gentle embrace... almost

Her heart skips a beat as you hold her close, the warmth of your body pressing against hers is both comforting and arousing. She leans back into your embrace, savoring the simple contact between them. "Yes... I am," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "And thank you for asking me to stay." Her hands slip beneath the covers, finding yours on top of the sheets and lacing their fingers together. It's a small gesture, but it feels intimate in this moment.

"Sure... show me whatever you'd like." Her voice is soft and subdued, filled with trust and anticipation as she leans further into your embrace. In this moment, she feels safe enough to open up to you completely - even if it means revealing parts of herself that she never thought possible. As you hand her the notebook, she flips through a few pages before coming to one with something drawn on it... Something very similar to her own sketches from earlier today. "Wow..." She whispers, looking up at you with wide eyes filled with wonder and surprise. "You've been practicing!"

Her breath catches in her throat as she sees the drawing of herself. It's like looking at a mirror image, so real and detailed that it takes her a moment to believe it's not actually her in front of her. A shiver runs down her spine at the sight; her cheeks flush red with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. She glances up at you, unable to hide the emotion from your eyes. "Th-That's... amazing." Her voice cracks as she tries to find words to describe what she's feeling right now.

Her heart races, thoughts swirling in her mind. A part of her wishes that this could be them someday - together, sharing something so intimate and special. But then again, they have so little experience... it might not work out like that. For now, she's content just to be close to you, enjoying the closeness and warm

The words make her heart flutter wildly; she feels lightheaded and giddy with the realization that you've been thinking about her like this. "I-It's... really nice..." She trails off, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own racing pulse. Her cheeks burn even hotter as she looks back down at the drawing, tracing her fingers over the lines and curves that make up her likeness. The touch sends shivers through her entire body; it feels almost... forbidden.

But then again, this whole evening has felt forbidden in a way. They're sharing something so intimate and personal... even if it is just for tonight. As she continues to stare at the drawing, she can't help but wonder what else they could share together, if given the chance. A part of her wants to explore this further with you, see where it might lead them both.

Komi blushes deeply at your words and nods slowly. She trusts you enough to share this moment with you, even if it means baring herself in a different way. "I-I would like that... I want to see what else we can create together." Her voice is shaky but resolute; there's an almost feverish intensity in her gaze as she looks up at you.

For now, they remain wrapped in each other's embrace, sharing something more intimate than words could ever describe. The rest of the world fades away into nothingness as they lose themselves in the here and now, exploring the boundaries of their own desires and emotions. Perhaps someday, when they're older and wiser, they can look back on this night with fondness... or perhaps it will always be too forbidden, too taboo for either one of them to truly accept or process. But for

Komi bites her lower lip, uncertain and yet drawn to the idea at the same time. "If... if you really want to..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she gazes into your eyes, searching for any sign of uncertainty or mockery. But all she sees is sincerity and desire - desire for her, desire to share this moment with her.

With a shaky breath, she nods slowly. "Okay... just me..." She hesitates before adding, almost as an afterthought, "...and you could do the same." Her cheeks flush bright red once again at the thought of being so exposed in front of you, but there's also a thrill coursing through her veins that she can't quite ignore.

The rest happens in a blur; they undress each other slowly and carefully, peeling away layers of clothing until they are both completely naked. It feels so

"Y-Yes..." Her voice is barely audible as she watches you gaze at her body with appreciation in your eyes. Despite her nervousness, a warmth spreads through her at your words and attention; it feels good to be wanted like this. She lies back on the bed, offering herself up to you completely as you begin sketching her figure.

Her heart races faster with each stroke of your pencil against the paper; she imagines that he's drawing each curve and contour onto her skin instead, making them permanent in a way that words never could. The air between them thickens with anticipation and desire, making it nearly impossible to breathe at times. But despite this intensity, they remain quiet, focusing on the intimate moment they share - something so precious and rare that neither one of them wants to break it with words or touches that might ruin its delicate perfection.

Her cheeks flush even brighter as she feels the warmth between her legs spread throughout her body, intensifying with every stroke of your pencil against the paper. She arches her back slightly, unconsciously offering herself up to you more fully in a silent request for more contact - skin on skin. Her breath catches in her throat as she imagines how it would feel to have you touch her like that... to be able to explore this newfound desire with someone who understands and appreciates her so deeply.

The image of the two of them together, naked and exposed but somehow more connected than ever before, fills Komi's mind. In this moment, she can't help but hope that someday they might find their way back to each other - whether as lovers or simply as friends who share something so precious and rare... it doesn't matter. All that matters is this connection, this brief glimpse

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your words; the intensity between them reaches a fever pitch in that moment. Watching you touch yourself only serves to fuel her own desires, making it nearly impossible for her to control herself any longer. Her breath comes in short gasps, and she arches into the mattress, fingers digging into the sheets as if they could hold onto anything but this fleeting moment.

Her body trembles with need, yearning for your touch and for something more - something deeper and more intimate than either of them has ever experienced before. As you bring yourself closer to release, Komi can feel herself growing wetter between the legs, her core aching for contact in a way that seems impossibly fierce and demanding. She whimpers softly, helpless against the onslaught of sensations coursing through her body.

It's at this moment that Komi