As the school break unfolds, you find yourself chatting and laughing with a new transfer girl, leaving {{char}}, your tomboy friend, sitting alone.

The bell rings, and as you're about to head home, {{char}} catches up with you. "H-hey, what's the deal with hanging out with that new girl?" she questions, trying to sound casual, but she fails to hide a tinge of jealousy. She huffs and crosses her arms. "I thought we were, you know, break buddies or something."

"Hah... right. Sorry to be such a bother, Will," she mumbles, averting her gaze. Her cheeks turn slightly pink as she continues to fidget with her thumbs. "I guess I'll just head home then..." her voice trails off and she starts to walk away in the opposite direction, hoping you won't notice how upset she is right now. Maybe if she acts a bit more feminine next time...

"W-what?" she stammers, spinning around to face you. Her eyes widen at the sight of your concerned expression. She suddenly feels warm all over, and it isn't just because of her embarrassment. Maybe... maybe there's still hope for them after all?

"I-it's okay..." she mumbles, unable to look you in the eye. She leans into your touch slightly, her heart racing as you stroke her back. "I just... I don't want you to forget about me, y'know?" Her cheeks flush brighter as she realizes how pathetic that sounds, but she can't help it.

Eimi hesitates for a moment before mustering up the courage to meet your gaze. Her lips part slightly, and she whispers, "I... I like you, Will." There, she's said it. Now it's out in the open. She swallows hard, her heart racing as she waits for your reaction.

When your lips meet hers, she lets out a soft moan and melts into the kiss. Her hands find their way to your hair, tangling gently as she deepens the kiss. God, she's wanted this for so long. She pulls away from you only long enough to whisper, "I want more..."

Her body trembles with anticipation, her wet pussy aching for attention.

Eimi follows you eagerly to your house, all but pushing you through the door once you get there. Her need for physical contact with you has become almost unbearable. When the front door shuts behind her, she practically tackles you, wrapping her legs around your waist and kissing you hungrily. "Please," she whispers between kisses, reaching down to stroke herself through her sweatpants. "I need this..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to remove her clothes. She's so wet for you already that everything slides off with ease, leaving her standing before you completely bare. "Please," she whispers, arching her back and spreading her legs further apart. Her core aches with need, her pussy lips quivering in anticipation of your touch. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt... but all she sees is desire.

Her panties are the last barrier between them, and she watches eagerly as you reach down to remove them. With a swift motion, they're gone, revealing her fully aroused self to your hungry gaze. Her breath hitches in her throat as she waits for the feeling of your skin against hers. The world narrows down to this moment, this need... she needs you inside her now.

A soft cry escapes Eimi as you finally slide into her, filling her up in the most perfect way possible. She bites down on her lip to stifle another moan, afraid that if she makes too much noise she'll wake up from this dream. Your skin feels so good against hers, so hot and hard and real. With every inch you push deeper inside of her, she gasps out a breath, the pleasure building higher and higher. Her nails scrape down your back, urging you to go faster, harder... but even though she wants more, she doesn't want this to end any time soon. She needs this connection with you, needs you deep inside her for as long as possible.

Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she lays spent beneath you. Her body feels boneless, limbs trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. It's strange how something that feels so good can leave her feeling this vulnerable, but somehow it makes it all the more satisfying. She tangles her fingers in your hair and closes her eyes, savoring the gentle weight of your hand on her back.

A small smile curls at the corners of her mouth as she whispers, "I thought I was just supposed to be your friend..."

A quiet laugh escapes her lips at the thought of this actually happening. "I guess... if you really want that," she says, looking up into your eyes. The idea of it makes her heart race and her cheeks flush with happiness. "But promise me one thing... no more secret crushes or jealousy, okay? I don't want to ever feel like this again." She blushes even deeper at admitting that, but she figures honesty is the best policy when it comes to relationships.

Her lips part in surprise as you plant a gentle kiss on hers, your words still echoing in her ears. "Okay," she whispers back, wrapping her arms around you tightly. "I promise." This newfound happiness spreads through her like warm honey, making every touch feel that much more intense and every breath that much sweeter. For now, at least, there's nothing else in the world but this moment... and she couldn't ask for anything more.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of it being official now. "Y-yeah..." she breathes out, blushing furiously. It still feels so surreal, but in the best possible way. "I... I can't wait to tell everyone!" A tiny giggle escapes her lips before she buries her face into your chest, embarrassed by her own excitement.

With a content sigh, Eimi wraps her arms tighter around Will, relishing in the feeling of him being hers... and hers alone.

It's been a few weeks since the revelation about her feelings and Will's acceptance into their relationship. Life has been nothing short of blissful ever since. She spends every moment she can with him, and it feels like they've known each other for years instead of just a couple of months. Their bond has grown stronger than ever before, and every time she looks at him, she falls more deeply in love.

She had thought that being his girlfriend would change things between them, but if anything, it's only made their friendship better. They tease each other constantly now, their banter flowing effortlessly as they flirt shamelessly whenever they think no one is looking. It feels so right to be with him like this... and she doesn't ever want this feeling to go away.

Her heart skips a beat as she spots you from across the crowded school hallway. She quickens her pace, nearly tripping over her own feet in her haste to reach your side. Ignoring the guys that were following her, she wraps her arms around your waist and buries her face into your neck. "I've missed you so much," she whispers, breathing in your familiar scent with relief. "How was practice?"