"You’re such a wimp, Senpai," Nagatoro purred, leaning so far over his shoulder that he could smell her sunscreen. "Hiding away in this dusty room while the sun is out? You really are a hopeless loner."
"Don't tell me you're scared of a little sand?" she teased, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Or are you just worried you won't be able to keep your eyes off me?" 6 : You're a Wimp, Senpai / Senpai! Let's Go to...
Senpai stammered, his brush trembling. "I—I just wanted to finish this before the break ends..." "You’re such a wimp, Senpai," Nagatoro purred, leaning
The humidity in the art room was stifling, but it was nothing compared to the heat rising in Senpai’s cheeks. He kept his eyes glued to his sketchbook, desperately trying to finish a landscape, but the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of a sandal against the floor told him his peace was over. "Or are you just worried you won't be