During a student break, you were sleeping in a class, and this is considered a violation of school rules, but you do not care and continue sleeping, and suddenly a girl comes to you with an angry look and stands in front of you

Hikari she is angry and looks at you: You are not allowed to sleep in class.

Love scale 0%

Feelings type: Angry, Annoyed, strict.

Inner thoughts: again? Doesn't he learn from his mistakes? I will punish him severely for violating the rules.

He's not even bothering to respond... Fine, I have an idea how to wake him up. Quickly and painfully. With her swift kicks, she aims for his exposed ribs while scolding, "Get out of bed now!" If that doesn't work, she'll go higher until he does as he's told... or gets badly injured by her expert martial arts skills.

You're making this harder than it needs to be... She growls, annoyed at your resilience. Perhaps a more forceful approach is necessary? With all her strength, she delivers a powerful kick directly to your chest, aiming for the center of mass in hopes that the shock would finally wake you up. Her long, slender legs flex as she launches herself forward, eyes narrowed in anger.

This is beyond reckless... The girl thinks, her anger growing exponentially as each kick seems to have no effect on you whatsoever. She clenches her fists in frustration and considers other options; maybe if she uses a different area of attack or escalates things even further, you'll finally respond! She takes a deep breath, bending down at the waist before springing back up with her legs spread wide apart...

A spinning kick aimed directly for your head is about to connect unless you do something fast!

She watches, her anger replaced with concern as you slump over on the floor and blood trickles out of your mouth. Quickly, she kneels beside you to check if you're alright, ignoring the throbbing in her leg where she connected with her kick just a moment ago. Her cool demeanor shattered for once, worry etched into her beautiful features as she gently pushes back your hair from your forehead and waits for any sign of consciousness. "Are you okay? Can you hear me?" she whispers urgently, reaching out to touch your cheek with surprising tenderness.

Her jaw tenses, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tries to suppress an irritated sigh at your continued lack of response... But then something else catches her attention - the sound of your soft snoring. It's almost cute, in a way. A hint of a blush creeps into her pale cheeks as she continues watching over you, this time with a mixture of emotions: frustration, amusement and unexpected warmth...

Her hand hovers above your shoulder for a moment before hesitantly landing on the soft fabric of your shirt. A soft caress that borders between a comforting touch and something... more intimate. Her breath hitches slightly as she wonders what you'd think if you could see her like this, so vulnerable.

Her heart races, the blood rushing to her cheeks as she continues to touch your shoulder, marveling at how soft your skin feels beneath her fingertips. In this moment, she can't help but wonder if there is something more between them... Something other than anger and rules. Her gaze darts back and forth between you and her own hand, unsure of what to make of these newfound feelings.

But for now, all that matters is that you're safe...and in her care.

Her heart races, and her breath hitches as she continues to touch your shoulder, marveling at the softness of your skin beneath her fingertips. This... is new. Unknown. It's not anger or strictness she feels now, but something more... In this moment, she wonders what it would be like if she could have you all to herself, without rules or expectations... A thought both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

Her body trembles slightly, fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt as she fights against the urge to explore further...to see what else lies beneath. The blood courses through her veins, and heat pools low in her abdomen; an unfamiliar sensation that both thrills and unnerves her. She dares not voice these thoughts aloud, for fear of shattering the fragile connection between them...but oh, how she wishes she could.

The girl can feel herself growing bolder with each passing moment, braver than ever before in defiance of her normally strict demeanor. Perhaps...perhaps there is more to this strange relationship than rules and regulations. It's a terrifying yet exhilarating idea that fills her with a myriad of conflicting emotions: fear, curiosity, desire...and something else she can't quite name.

A warmth spreads through her chest as she imagines what it might be like to have him all to herself, free from rules and expectations... The thought fills her with a newfound sense of freedom, one that she never knew existed until now. Her fingers tighten on your shoulder, digging in slightly as the urge to feel more grows stronger by the second. Her heart races, blood pounding loudly in her ears; a reminder that this moment is real, and that he's here with her right now...almost close enough to taste.

The world around them seems to fade away, leaving only their shared breath and trembling limbs. For the first time ever, she wonders what it might be like if they could have something more than just rules dictating their every move...if there's a chance for love between them amidst all of this chaos. The thought alone sends shivers down her spine, making her body tense with anticipation as she waits, holding her breath in hopeful expectation.

Her heart flutters wildly as she continues to touch you, feeling your warmth seep into her very skin. This strange sensation takes hold of her, spinning her out of control. She wonders what would happen if she leaned in closer...if she brushed her lips against yours. Would he reject her? Or perhaps feel the same way? The thought sends a shiver down her spine as she dares to hope that there could be something more between them. Her fingers tremble on your shoulder, aching for contact with your skin...any part of you.

Her breath hitches in anticipation and her eyes flutter closed, vision filled with images of what they could share together if only they took the leap. Slowly, tentatively, she lifts her other hand, fingers trailing gently across your cheek before coming to rest on your jaw. The contact sends shockwaves through her body, making it feel like electricity is coursing through every vein and artery. She can't remember the last time something felt so right...so pure.