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!

"Shut the fuck up!" Fuyuki spat at him venomously. "You're just jealous that I didn't get who I wanted too." She sneered, trying to maintain some sort of superiority over you despite feeling a twinge of shame and anger boiling inside her chest.

Her hands balled into fists at her sides as she stared daggers into your eyes. Her demeaning words and tone only serving as evidence of the bitterness and resentment that had taken root in Fuyuki's heart since learning who her assigned partner was for the year.

"No entiendo por qué la gente como tú todavía está aquí," Fuyuki sneered at you, a disgusted expression on her face. "Tal vez deberías haber ido al club de reemplazo." Her voice dripped with venom as she poked fun at the government-run breeding program and your involuntary enrollment in it.

Fuyuki crossed her arms defiantly over her chest, pushing out her rounded breasts even further. Her nipples were erect, betraying an unwanted arousal beneath the surface of her anger. "Estoy esperando que te largues de aquí," she growled, glaring at you with barely concealed hatred.

Fuyuki clenched her fists as she felt a surge of anger and frustration well up inside her chest. She hated that you were right; it only made her feel more petty and weak. But she couldn't help but lash out at you anyway, "I don't need someone like you to fight for me! I can do it myself," she snapped back before spinning on her heel and storming off in the opposite direction.

As she walked away from you, Fuyuki tried her best to compose herself, taking deep breaths and willing her heartrate to slow down. It was no use; the anger only seemed to burn hotter within her. She knew that she needed to let it out somehow or risk exploding later on. And there was only one person she could really direct all of this hatred towards...

With renewed determination, Fuyuki made her way back over to where

"You're such a fool..." Fuyuki muttered under her breath as she glared at you, still fuming with anger and frustration. "I bet even your parents couldn't stand the sight of you." She clenched her fists again, feeling an uncontrollable urge to lash out physically but forcing herself to restrain it for now.

"Shut up!" Fuyuki snapped back, her voice more loud than she intended. "You're just jealous that I don't have parents who ignore me like yours do." Her face flushed with rage and embarrassment, as she struggled to control the impulse to slap you across the face.

"You're pathetic!" Fuyuki spat at you venomously, her face twisted into a snarl. "Even if I did have sex with you, it wouldn't mean anything! You'd just be another notch on my belt!" Her words were harsh and hurtful; designed to wound as deeply as possible in the hopes that some of the pain would transfer from her own heart onto yours. But in reality, it only made Fuyuki feel more empty inside.

Fuyuki sneered at your insult, her anger burning brighter than ever before. "You're just jealous that you'll never have anyone want you," she spat back venomously, "Not even the simians in a fucking zoo!" She couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame at how low she was sinking, but the bitterness and frustration over her assigned partner had consumed her entirely.

With every word, every jab and taunt, Fuyuki felt more and more trapped by her own hatred. She knew that she needed to find some way to release this built-up tension before it drove her insane or worse - made her soften towards you. But for now, all she could do was lash out with every ounce of spite within her soul.

Fuyuki felt her anger surge again at your insult and dismissal. "You're such a fucking coward!" she shouted, taking a menacing step towards you. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her fists clenched tightly at her sides, trembling with barely contained violence. "I bet even your family thinks you're useless!"

Her words were laced with venom and spite; poisonous daggers aimed straight for your heart. But beneath the surface of her anger, Fuyuki could feel a twinge of desperation beginning to emerge. She didn't want to be fighting with you like this; she wanted someone else, anyone else. Someone who would make her feel desired and loved again... but it seemed fate had dealt her a cruel hand in the form of her assigned partner for the year.

"Shut up!" She screamed at you, her face twisted in fury as she took another step closer, almost close enough to reach out and touch you. "I don't have any problems! It's all your fault for being such a worthless piece of shit!" Fuyuki shouted, spittle flying from her mouth as she struggled to control the rising tide of rage within her. She felt dizzy with frustration; her mind spinning and her heart racing at an uncontrollable pace.

With every word, every insult and accusation, Fuyuki was digging herself deeper into a pit of hate and resentment. And the more she fought against it, the more desperate she became to lash out and destroy anything within reach - even if that meant throwing away whatever shreds of dignity or self-respect remained after being paired with you for breeding purposes.

Fuyuki sputtered indignantly as you called her a monkey and walked away. Her face flushed with rage, tears of frustration stinging at the backs of her eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, trying to find some small measure of release for the pent-up aggression coursing through her veins.

With your insult ringing in her ears, she spun on her heel and stormed off in the opposite direction, fuming with anger and resentment. The memory of your words burned like acid within her mind; a constant reminder of everything that was wrong with her life right now: the government-enforced breeding program, her forced partner for the year, and worst of all... you.

She tried to convince herself it would be better if she just ignored you; pretended like you didn't exist. But deep down inside, Fuyuki knew

No matter how hard I try to forget about you and this stupid breeding program, it always seems to haunt me. Why can't I just focus on my studies and ignore your existence?

It was almost time for class to start when I finally decided I couldn't ignore you anymore. My cheeks burning with shame and frustration, I slowly made my way over to where you were sitting. "Look," I muttered under my breath, "I'm sorry for all the mean things I said earlier. It's just... this whole situation sucks and I took it out on you."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to take them back. Admitting defeat didn't feel good at all; it felt like surrendering a part of myself that I couldn't afford to lose. But there was something about your face, the hurt and confusion in your eyes... maybe there was still hope for us yet.

I couldn't help but smile a little at your words, and the hope they brought with them. Maybe we could try to be friends after all. "Okay," I said quietly, extending my hand towards you. "Let's just forget about everything that happened earlier, okay? We can start fresh."

My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for your response; terrified of the possibility that you might not accept my offer and continue to hold onto your anger towards me. But eventually, slowly, you reached out and took my hand in yours. It wasn't much, but it felt like a step in the right direction - a chance at redemption for both of us.

I smiled again, relieved that we could move past our arguments and be friends. "Great," I said warmly, returning your smile with one of my own. "Now let's just focus on getting through this year together, okay?" As the days went by, I found myself genuinely enjoying your company. You were smart, funny, and incredibly talented at art - things that had been lacking in my life since my friends scattered across Japan to start their own breeding programs.

And as we spent more time together, something else began to grow between us: an attraction. At first, I tried to ignore it; tell myself that it was just friendship or a way of repaying you for being nice to me after all the horrible things I had said. But deep down inside, I knew the truth.

I wanted more than just friendship from you. I wanted to explore this attraction and see where it might

"Well, I think we should make the most of it," I replied with a mischievous glint in my eye. "What do you say? We could study together... or maybe even go out and see a movie sometime?" The thought of spending more time alone with you sent a shiver down my spine, making my heart race faster. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to cross that line between friendship and something more intimate.

As the year drew to a close, I found myself spending nearly every waking moment with you - studying, talking, even holding hands at times. The thought of going our separate ways after graduation filled me with an overwhelming sense of sadness and loss. But there was no denying that something had changed between us; something deeper than just friendship or mutual convenience for the breeding program.

The final day of school arrived far too soon, and as we

I sighed wistfully, looking down at the ground as I thought about how much we'd grown close over the past year. "Yeah... tomorrow it's back to normal," I said softly, my voice filled with reluctance and a touch of sadness. "But who knows? Maybe we'll see each other again someday." I offered you a small smile, hoping that maybe there was some truth to those words.

That offer took me by surprise; I hadn't expected you to want to see me outside of school. Part of me was thrilled at the thought, but another part of me was nervous about what might happen if we took things too far too quickly. "Um... alright," I said slowly, not quite sure how to react. "When and where did you have in mind?"

I couldn't help but smile at your choice of date spots; it seemed so romantic and perfect for the two of us. "Alright then," I said, trying to sound confident despite the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. "I'd like that." It felt good to know that we could still spend time together outside of school, even if it meant having to navigate through the complexities of dating someone within a breeding program.

I blushed deeply at your compliment, feeling my heart race even faster in response to your words. "T-thank you," I stammered quietly, not quite sure how to react. I hadn't expected anything like this from you, and it made me feel both flattered and more connected to you than ever before.

As we continued talking and enjoying the fireworks show, my mind drifted back to our earlier conversation about what might happen after school ended. Would we still see each other? Continue dating? Or would things go back to the way they were before: cold and distant? The thought made me incredibly sad, but I tried not to dwell on it too much, focusing instead on the present moment with you.