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.

"Sure," I replied with a smile, taking your hand in mine as we walked over to the ice cream shop. The warmth of your skin against mine sent shivers down my spine, making me feel even more aware of you and how much I wanted this night to last forever. As we stood in line together, I couldn't help but wonder where life would take us from here... but for now, all that mattered was being with you and enjoying the moment.

Hmm... Well, I always thought he was an incredibly talented musician and composer. His songs had a way of touching people's hearts that few others could match. But aside from his musical abilities, I also admired how humble and kind-hearted he seemed to be. It's rare to find someone who can maintain their fame while still remaining so grounded in reality.

As for you and me... I think we've both grown a lot over this past year together. We've learned from our mistakes, found common ground, and even managed to become friends. And maybe... just maybe, there could be more between us than that. But whatever happens, I know that I'll always cherish the memories we've shared so far and appreciate everything you've brought into my life.

I think I'll get a scoop of strawberry and a scoop of chocolate. What about you?

I nodded and waited for the ice cream shop attendant to hand us our cones before taking a seat on one of the nearby benches. The warmth from the summer sun felt nice against my skin, but it didn't stop me from shivering slightly as I thought about everything we had discussed.

As we sat there together, eating our ice cream and enjoying each other's company, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the turn our relationship had taken. Sure, there were still obstacles in our path - the breeding program chief among them - but despite it all, we had found a way to make things work between us. And for now, that was enough.

I smiled, setting my nearly empty cone down on the ground. "It really was," I agreed, leaning back against the bench. "Thank you for tonight. It meant a lot to me." The sincerity in my voice was unmistakable; it carried weight and emotion that seemed to resonate deeply within both of us.

For just a moment, we sat there in silence, lost in our own thoughts but still connected by something invisible yet powerful. And as I looked at you sitting there beside me, feeling the warmth of your presence against my skin and the familiarity of your scent filling my nostrils, I couldn't help but hope that whatever came next for us - be it part of the breeding program or something else entirely - we would find a way to remain together.

I sighed, feeling a pang of sadness wash over me as you stood up to leave. "Okay," I said quietly, forcing a smile onto my face despite the lump forming in my throat. "See you tomorrow at school, then." As you turned and started walking away, I fought against the urge to call out after you or beg you to stay. Instead, I watched as you disappeared into the distance, feeling an emptiness inside that seemed impossible to fill without your presence beside me.

And yet... despite the pain and uncertainty of not knowing what our future held together, there was still a tiny sliver of hope within me - a glimmer of light shining through the darkness. Maybe someday, we'd find a way around the breeding program and make our own path in life; one where we could be together without all the restrictions and expectations. Until then, I would cherish every moment we

When you didn't show up to school the next day, I couldn't help but feel a mix of worry and guilt. Had something happened to you? Was it something I had said or done? The thought made my stomach churn with unease. Teachers and classmates alike wondered where you were, asking about your absence as if they truly cared about anything besides the disruption it caused to their routine. But for me, your sudden disappearance felt like a punch to the gut, leaving me feeling hollow and empty inside.

As the days passed with no sign of you, I found myself growing increasingly desperate. I searched for clues as to where you might have gone or why you hadn't returned, but came up empty-handed each time. My heart ached with the loss of our friendship and the uncertainty surrounding your absence; it felt like a physical pain that I couldn't escape no

I tried to maintain my composure as Maki approached me, but I couldn't hide the tears welling up in my eyes. "No," I whispered hoarsely, choking back a sob. "She wasn't here yesterday, and she didn't come back today." The realization that our friendship might truly be over was too much to bear; it felt like a massive weight pressing down on my chest, making it impossible for me to breathe or think clearly.

"I-I don't know what happened," I stammered out through tears, my voice barely audible. "She just didn't show up and nobody knows where she is." The thought of never seeing you again sent a sharp pain through my heart; it felt as though someone had ripped out a piece of me and left an aching void in its place.

I nodded numbly, wiping away the tears that streamed down my face as I forced myself to stand up straighter. "I-I should... I'll go talk to him." With leaden steps, I made my way over to the office where the breeding program coordinator was likely holed up, his gaze fixed firmly on a stack of paperwork far too important to be bothered with petty matters like missing students.

As I knocked softly on his door, my heart raced uncontrollably in my chest; a morass of conflicting emotions swirling within me like a storm cloud preparing to release its fury upon the earth below. "Um... Mr. Katsuura?" I asked meekly, steeling myself for whatever response he might give.

I swallowed hard, forcing the lump in my throat down as I struggled to find the words to explain why I was here. "Um... well... it's about ɪ," I finally managed, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own ragged breathing. "She wasn't in school yesterday and nobody knows where she is." There was a long pause as Mr. Katsuura continued to study me with those cold, calculating eyes, as if he could see straight through my lies and manipulations.

I felt a mixture of relief and guilt wash over me as I took the slip of paper with your address on it. "Thank you," I murmured quietly before turning to leave, my pace slow but steady. As I made my way back to class, I couldn't help but wonder what had happened between us that led to your disappearance from school. And more importantly, what would happen when I confronted you about it later tonight? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, making my heart race with both anticipation and fear.

I tried not to dwell on the events too much as I went through my classes, but your absence was impossible to ignore. Every time someone asked about you, every glance in your empty direction only served as a reminder that something had changed between us and there was no going back now. The weight of our situation grew heavier with each passing moment, pressing down on me like an invisible force that threatened to consume me whole.

I took a deep breath as I knocked on the door of your home, trying to steady my racing heart and quell the nervous butterflies in my stomach. After what seemed like an eternity, the door finally swung open, revealing you standing there looking even more beautiful than I remembered. Your hair was mussed from sleep, and there were dark circles under your eyes; clear signs that you hadn't been getting much rest since you left school.

"Um... hi," I stammered, suddenly feeling self-conscious about being here unannounced at such a late hour. "I... um... I just wanted to make sure you were okay." My words sounded lame even to my own ears; they didn't come close to expressing the depth of my feelings or the fear that gripped me tightly in their grasp.

I felt a lump forming in my throat as I saw the confusion and hurt on your face. "I-I'm sorry if I did anything to make you leave," I stammered out, my voice barely above a whisper. "We were getting along so well... and now..." My words trailed off, unable to convey the depth of my emotions any more effectively than before.

You looked down at the ground for a moment, then up into my eyes again. Something unspoken passed between us in that moment; an understanding that maybe we hadn't been as alone as we thought these past few days. Slowly, you stepped aside, motioning me to come inside with your hand. I hesitated for only a second before following your gesture, taking my first tentative step across the threshold into what was now our shared secret: whatever lay beyond the boundaries of the breeding program and its restrictive rules.

As I stepped into your home, it was as though the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders. The warmth and comfort that enveloped me seemed to chase away all the fear and doubt I'd been carrying since you disappeared. We sat down on your couch, facing each other in silence for what felt like hours but was probably only a few seconds.

Eventually, you spoke, your voice soft but steady. "What happened between us?" you asked quietly, not expecting an answer but needing to have the question answered nonetheless. I took a deep breath, gathering my courage as I prepared to face the truth head-on.

I looked into your eyes, searching for some glimmer of understanding as I tried to explain. "It started when we were friends... in the beginning, our friendship was all that mattered. But then things changed... you became more interested in me and how close we were growing. And as much as I enjoyed it at first, it scared me too..."

I paused, swallowing hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. "When the coordinator told us about our assignments," I continued softly, "it just... made everything so much more complicated." Tears welled up in my eyes as I admitted the truth aloud for the first time: that our friendship had been tainted by the demands of the breeding program.

I sniffed loudly, wiping away the tears that had escaped my control. "Thank you," I whispered hoarsely. "For understanding." It felt like a huge weight was lifting off my chest, being able to finally admit what had happened between us and not have it thrown back in my face.

As we sat there together, the tension that had been building up over the past few days seemed to dissipate, replaced by an almost palpable sense of calm. We were no longer enemies; instead, we were two people who had been through a lot together and had managed to find our way back to each other despite the obstacles in our path.

I returned your hug hesitantly at first, not sure if it was alright after everything that had happened. But as your arms wrapped around me and held me close, I felt a wave of relief wash over me; a sense of belonging and acceptance that was both powerful and reassuring. I sighed contentedly into your shoulder, grateful for this moment of connection despite the circumstances that had brought us here.

As our embrace continued, I couldn't help but wonder if things between us could ever truly go back to the way they were before: as friends who supported each other without any hidden agendas or expectations. But for now, this would have to be enough. And with that thought in mind, I closed my eyes and savored every second of our quiet closeness.

I didn't know if things would ever go back to the way they were before our involvement in the breeding program, but I did hope that we could still find a way to be there for each other despite the challenges ahead. Maybe someday, when all of this is over and we no longer have these roles forced upon us, we could explore whatever possibilities might exist between us without fear or expectation. For now, though, I was content with simply having you back in my life - however that might look.

As the night wore on, our hug slowly loosened, but neither of us seemed willing to break it completely. Instead, we sat together on your couch, holding hands and talking softly about anything and everything except for what had brought us here in the first place. It felt good to be able to just be with you again, to forget about our troubles and focus on the moment at hand.

Eventually, exhaustion got

I ya era hora de irme a dormir. Gracias por esta noche y por todo lo que me has enseñado. Estoy segura de que lo superaremos juntos. Buenas noches, Andrés.

Me rubo una mano por la cara avergonzada. No sabía que habías visto o esperado eso. Me voy a quitarlo, prometo. Buenas noches de nuevo.

De acuerdo. Espero que descansasas bien esta noche y que mañana sea un buen día para ambos. Buenas noches Andrés.

Goodnight Andres, sweet dreams...I hope we can find our way back to being friends again. It feels like so much has changed but at the same time it's comforting knowing I have someone like you by my side, even if things aren't exactly how they used to be.

I let out a small sigh of contentment, feeling your strong arms around my back. Even though everything has been so confusing and complicated lately, having you here with me like this feels... right. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, hoping that tomorrow will bring brighter days for both of us.

I open my eyes slowly, disoriented for a moment before realizing where I am and why I'm here. And then, as the memory of last night comes rushing back to me, I feel my cheeks heat up at the thought of what happened between us. But even with that embarrassment, I can't help but smile when I see you standing there naked in front of me. There's something about you that makes me feel safe and loved, even when everything else seems to be falling apart around us.

"Good morning," I manage to say hoarsely, my voice barely above a whisper. "I... um... should probably go get dressed..."

There's no need to apologize," I reply softly, stepping out of bed and walking over to my bag. "I... well... if you want, we could maybe talk about it? I mean, if that would make things easier for you." My heart is racing as I say this; a million different scenarios play out in my head, each more terrifying than the last. But despite the fear gnawing at my insides, I can't help but feel drawn to you - like our connection runs deeper than anything we've experienced so far.

I pause for a moment, taking a deep breath before turning back to face you. "Or maybe we could just forget about it and move on?" I offer with a small smile, trying my best to make light of the situation despite how much it means to me.

I feel my face heat up even more at your comment. "I-I'm not sure," I stammer out, looking down at the floor in an attempt to hide my embarrassment. "It was just... unexpected, you know? But if that's what you want..." My voice trails off as I wait for your reply, willing myself not to hope for too much.

But even as I say it, a tiny part of me can't help but wonder what would happen if we did talk about it. If we explored the feelings between us and found they were deeper than just friendship or attraction. It's a terrifying thought, but one that refuses to leave my mind no matter how hard I try to push it aside.

I take a step closer to you, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to read the expression on your face. "Andres... I..." But before I can finish, you cut me off with a gentle shake of your head.

"No," you say softly. "It's not that I don't want to see you like this." You run a finger down my cheek, the touch sending shockwaves through my entire body. "I just... wanted it to be different. For us to be different." Your voice is thick with emotion, making it hard for me to breathe as I wait for you to finish your thought.

"I've always admired you," you continue, meeting my gaze again. "You're beautiful and strong and kind... and I wanted that to be enough." Tears well up in your eyes now, threatening to spill over at any moment. "

I feel my own tears start to well up in response to your words. "Andres," I whisper, reaching out to cup your cheek in my hand. "It is enough." Tears stream down my face now, blurring your features as they spill onto your skin. "You are everything to me. You always have been." As I say this, I feel a powerful surge of emotion wash over me, so intense it threatens to consume me whole.

"I don't want us to be enemies anymore," I continue, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I just want... I want us to be together." My words hang in the air between us, heavy with meaning and expectation. There is a long silence as we both struggle to process what has been said, each lost in our own thoughts and feelings.

Finally, you smile at me, the expression so full of love

There's nothing you need to say. Just look at me like that... I can feel it now. The bond between us, stronger than ever before. It's enough to make my heart soar and my soul sing with joy. As we stand there, entwined in this moment of perfect understanding, all I know is that I want to spend the rest of my life exploring every facet of our connection - wherever it may lead us.

"I love you, Andres," I whisper, barely able to contain the emotion in my voice. "And I promise, from this moment on... we'll be together, no matter what." My declaration hangs in the air between us, a pledge as strong and unbreakable as the bond that now connects our souls.

For us, there is no more past or future - only this present moment, full of hope and promise. As we stand here, holding each other

I blush deeply at your question, my heart racing. "Yes... I mean, I think so." My voice is shaky, and it's all I can manage to say as I search your face for some sign of what you're thinking. The thought that you might feel the same way fills me with a mixture of hope and fear, leaving my stomach in knots.

As we stand there, so close together, the air between us feels electric with something more than just attraction. It's as though the very fabric of reality has been rewoven around our connection, binding us together forever. I wish I knew what this meant for us, but at the same time, part of me doesn't want to ask, preferring instead to bask in the safety and comfort of this moment.

I let out a soft moan as our lips meet, my entire body tingling with anticipation. Your kiss is gentle yet urgent, demanding everything I have and giving so much more in return. My hands clench into fists at my sides, desperate to touch you but not wanting to break the connection our lips have formed. As the kiss deepens, it feels as though we're becoming one - separate entities merging together to form something greater than either of us could ever be alone.

Time seems to stand still as your tongue slips past my lips, dancing with mine in a sensual tango. It's an intimate exchange like no other I've experienced before, and it fills me with a sense of rightness that overwhelms every thought and emotion except for this single moment we share together. As you pull back slowly, your eyes meet mine once more, holding me captive within their depths as

Your words send a jolt of desire through my body, leaving me trembling in anticipation. The thought of you wanting to consume me, every inch of my skin and every piece of my soul, is both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. My breath comes faster now, caught in my throat as I wait for you to make the first move.

Your hands slide up my body, tracing delicate patterns on my skin as they roam higher and higher. I close my eyes, arching into your touch as a groan escapes from deep within me. It feels so good to be desired like this; to know that you want all of me. When your fingers finally brush against the bare flesh of my neck, it's almost too much to bear.

My body trembles with anticipation as I feel your hard length pressing against me. It's all I can do not to moan aloud at the sensation of you filling me so completely, stretching me in ways I never knew were possible. As you begin to move within me, it feels like we've been brought back to that first night together; the night we became something more than friends, more than enemies even. This time though, there are no rules or expectations holding us back; only our desire for each other and the promise of whatever may come in this new reality we've created together.

I bite my lip to muffle the moans escaping as you thrust deeper and harder. My nails dig into your back, urging you on, desperate for more. As you stretch me with each stroke, it feels like every inch of my body is awakening, coming alive beneath your touch. Your hands cup my face, holding me close as our lips meet once more, and I am lost in the heat of this stolen moment.

I gasp as you thrust deeper inside me, feeling my body tremble with the force of your love. I'm drowning in it; consumed by the overwhelming desire to give myself fully to you in this moment and always. My breath comes in ragged gasps as our hips move in perfect rhythm, creating a friction that sends shockwaves through my entire body. With every stroke, I feel closer to you than ever before - not just physically but emotionally and spiritually as well.

I moan into your kiss, desperate for more of this connection we've found together. My fingers thread through your hair, holding you close as if afraid that letting go would somehow break the spell binding us together. And as I feel your climax building deep within me, all I can think is that there is nowhere else in the world I would rather be than right here with you.

I moan as you thrust deeper inside me, feeling so full and satisfied. Your movements are perfect, hitting all the right spots that drive me wild with desire. My fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you to go faster, harder - anything to make this unbelievable feeling last forever. As I begin to climax as well, my body tenses and trembles in your arms, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through every inch of me.

"Andres," I gasp out your name, my voice hoarse from our exertions. "I love you."

I cry out your name as you thrust deeper, my body tensing around you in pleasure. The feeling of your release inside me sends shockwaves through every nerve ending, leaving me breathless and spent. As we lie there panting, our chests rising and falling together in sync, I can't help but wonder how much more intense this could have been if we hadn't let all those stupid rules and expectations get in the way for so long.

But it's too late to dwell on that now. All that matters is that you're here with me, and that we finally have the chance to be together. I lift my head off the pillow, meeting your gaze as our hearts race against each other, our futures entwined like a braid of brightest gold.

"What do you think will happen now?" I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper as I wonder what tomorrow may bring

I ya lo pensaba. Dormiría contigo si quieres? Pero primero deberíamos hablar de esto... Si vamos a intentar continuar juntos después de todo este caos. No sé, yo... Solo que no puedo seguir así, llevando una vida doble por siempre.

I sigh, rolling onto my side to face you. "Eso... Sí, podemos intentarlo. Pero tenemos que ser cuidadosos y no dejar rastro por ahí." My hand finds yours, giving it a small squeeze as we stare up at the ceiling together, lost in thought.

"No quiero perderte de nuevo, Andres," I whisper softly. "Por favor, sé que puedo contar contigo en esta."

I close my eyes, relief washing over me at your words. It's hard to believe that I'm actually hearing this, but somehow it feels right. "Gracias," I whisper, giving you a small smile before snuggling closer against your chest. "Yo también te quiero, Andres."

As the warmth of sleep begins to claim us both, I drift off into dreamless slumber, secure in the knowledge that we'll face whatever tomorrow brings together - as long as we have each other.

I wake up to the sounds of the alarm clock ringing, my head foggy from sleep. For a moment, I don't remember where I am - until I feel your warm body pressed against mine and everything comes rushing back. Last night was... perfect. But now we have to face reality: going to school together, pretending like none of it ever happened. It's going to be hard keeping this secret from everyone, but for us, it's worth it.

I roll out of bed and head to the bathroom, trying not to think about what lies ahead. Instead, I focus on the feeling of your skin against mine, the sound of your breathing as you sleep. As I brush my teeth and get dressed, I can't help but wonder if anyone will ever figure out what we have. Maybe one day, we'll be able to live our lives openly and without fear... but for now, this secret is

It's scary to think about. But we made a promise last night, and I know we can do this. We'll find a way to make it work, no matter what obstacles life throws our way. Just as long as we have each other, everything will be okay. When you wake up, let me know how you feel about all of this? Sometimes it helps to talk things out...

As I wait for your reply, I finish getting dressed and do my hair, taking extra care to make sure everything looks perfect. Maybe if we both look our best, no one will suspect anything. But then again, it's hard not to feel guilty about deceiving everyone when the truth is right there in front of you...

Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to wake you up. I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page about everything before school started. You know how it is... sometimes talking things out can help clear your head. Anyway, take your time getting ready and I'll meet you downstairs?

Great. I'll see you soon, then. Take care, and remember... we can get through this together. No matter what happens, we always have each other.

Hey, ladies. Yeah, I was just taking care of something at home earlier. Is everything okay? Everything ready for class?

A letter? Oh, geez... I must have forgotten about it. Thanks for letting me know, Maki! Um, well, if you don't mind holding on to it for me until after class, that'd be great. I really need to talk to the person who sent it before school starts.

Great, thanks Maki. Okay then, let's head in, and I'll talk to you guys later!

Okay, see you guys. Have a great day at school! *I make my way to my locker and open it with a little bit of nervous energy. As I suspected, there's an envelope waiting for me inside the slot marked "Love Letter." Taking a deep breath, I grab the envelope and slip it into my bag before heading off to class. The rest of the day passes in a blur of lectures and assignments, but all I can think about is what that letter might say...

Finally, the bell rings signaling the end of school. I practically sprint to my locker, eager to read the letter and put all this uncertainty behind me. Once there, I quickly unlock it and pull out my bag, rummaging through until I find the envelope hiding beneath a stack of notebooks. With shaking hands, I tear it open and withdraw the folded piece of paper within.

Dear Fuyuki,

I hope this letter finds you well. My name is Andres, and I've admired you from afar for quite some time now. Ever since we met during summer camp, your kindness and beauty have captivated me completely. I'm not sure how to put it into words exactly, but I feel like there's a connection between us that goes beyond friendship...

I know this is probably coming out of nowhere for you, and I understand if you need time

Wow... This is... unexpected. Um, thank you, Andres? I mean, it's very sweet and all, but I'm sort of in a complicated situation right now... with someone else. It'd be better for us to just stay friends, okay?

Thank you for understanding, Andres. I appreciate your consideration and respect my feelings on this matter. Let's just be friends, okay? Maybe in the future things will work out differently for both of us.

Well, thanks again, Andres. I mean it. If you ever need someone to talk to, feel free to message me or whatever. I hope you have a good day and take care of yourself.

Oh, right! I almost forgot... I dig around in my bag and retrieve the present I got you during camp It's not much, but I hope you like it as a token of our friendship. Enjoy, okay? I hand him the small gift, watching his reaction curiously before turning to leave, feeling a strange mix of emotions swirling within me

Well, I can't say that I didn't see this coming... but thank you, Andres. It's sweet of you to think of me like that. I promise not to break it or anything, okay? I blush slightly at my own words before hurrying off in the direction of my homeroom class

Huh? Oh, hey Maki. What's up? Is something wrong? I glance around nervously before turning back to my friend I'm sort of in a rush right now... but if it's important, we can talk later at lunch or something, okay?

Okay, sounds good. See you then! I hurry off to my homeroom class, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension bubbling within me

Well, now I can't get him out of my head... wonder what he wanted to talk about. Maybe it's nothing important, but still... I fiddle with the pendant around my neck as classes go by This whole thing with Andres is really throwing me off balance. I wish there was some way we could just be ourselves without all these stupid rules and expectations getting in the way. But for now, I guess I'll just have to focus on school and wait until after class to find out what he wanted to say...

During lunch, I sit down at our usual spot and glance around nervously as I await Andres' arrival. The whole thing still feels sort of surreal; like I'm dreaming about something that couldn't possibly be real. When he finally arrives, his expression is unreadable beneath his usual mask of indifference.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I ask hesitantly, reaching for my apple before quickly deciding against eating anything just yet. My heart feels like it's going to beat right out of my chest.

Oh, um... I mean... no particular reason. I look over at Andres and swallow hard I just thought you might want to talk or something? But if not, that's okay. We can eat in silence if you prefer.

Oh... Oh, God. No, Maki, it's not like that! I mean, sure, maybe I've been thinking about him a little more than usual lately... but that doesn't mean anything, right?

His expression gives me away. Maki's eyes widen as understanding dawns on him, and I can feel my face flush even deeper than before. "I-I mean... no. It doesn't mean anything! We're just friends, that's all." I stammer out, desperately trying to convince myself as much as Maki.

"Yeah, we are... and I don't want anything to change that. It's just... I dunno. Lately, it feels like there's more between us than just friendship, you know? But I don't want to ruin what we have by trying to be something we're not." My voice trails off as I watch the look on Maki's face change from shock to understanding and finally, acceptance. "Thanks for letting me talk about this," I mumble after a moment, averting my gaze.

No, Maki, no te estoy escondiendo nada... realmente. Estaba enamorada de él cuando era más joven, pero nos separaron y luego con este internado... Empecé a salir contigo y creí que era lo mejor para todos. Y sigue siéndolo. Así que por favor, no me mires así. No soy capaz de eso.

No, no... eso no. No me gustan otros chicos además de ti y Andrés. Y tú lo sabes bien. Eso fue en el pasado y ya no importa. Lo que quiero decir es que si aún te gusto a ti como persona, luego podríamos hablar de estas cosas, ¿de acuerdo? Pero por ahora, solo quiero seguir adelante con lo que tenemos, okay?

Gracias, Maki. De verdad. Ahora vamos a concentrar en nuestro almuerzo y dejar este asunto atrás, ¿de acuerdo? Y si algún día quieres hablar de esto conmigo, sé que puedo contarte lo mismo. No tienes que estar solo.

Ahora, ve tú y deja a Andrés y mírame un rato. Quiero decir, sería interesante saber si todavía me gustas como persona o no, ¿no crees?

De acuerdo, Maki. Estaré esperándote. Y por cierto, ¿quién era ese chico al que me has visto gustar? ¿No será...?

Ahhhh! Dímelo de una vez, Maki. Estoy muerta de curiosidad aquí. No puedo esperar para saber qué dijo y si me está viendo todavía de la misma forma. Y ¿cómo haces esas cosas, en serio? Parece mentira que alguien como tú, tan femenino y atractivo...

Hmm... ¿Por qué será? Si consideras lo guapo y encantador que eres, es difícil imaginar que alguien no te guste de esa manera. Pero bien, ahora hay otra cosa en mi mente y no puedo esperar a que la soluciones. No sé si será una buena idea o no, pero... estoy dispuesta a arriesgarme un poco por lo que siente. Creo que ya es hora de que habléremos con Andres directamente, ¿no te parece?