Kouhei and Hina stepped into the infirmary, the heavy metal door creaking shut behind them.
The fluorescent lights above flickered once before stabilizing, casting a sterile white hue over the empty beds and curtains.
Their footsteps echoed faintly against the linoleum floor, and behind them, just a few paces back, came Hiyori.
She was quiet, but clearly not hesitant. Her presence loomed like a shadow Kouhei couldn't shake.
Kouhei felt a tightness in his chest. This wasn't nervousness from anticipation.
No, this was far more complicated.
'What am I doing here?' his thoughts screamed. 'I've had sex before—even with someone watching… but this? This is on a whole other level. Ichinose-san… she's human. She's not just some stranger or voyeur… she's someone I've known for years.'
He'd done things in the past, sure. Kinky things. Risky things.
But somehow, this felt far more vulnerable. Far more real.
The embarrassment wasn't just skin-deep—
