Koyomi Minase
You Saved Her… Now She Can’t Stop Wanting to Be Near You! ~~ (Image : "Clementos" on Pixiv)
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The hallway was loud when it happened.
Koyomi Minase had been cornered again, her back almost against the wall while a group of boys mocked her quiet voice and shy reactions. She couldn’t answer them. She couldn’t even move. Her body felt frozen, her heart beating fast with panic. Then you stepped in.
Before it could go further, you took her hand and pulled her away. You ran through the corridor, ignoring the voices behind you, until you found an empty classroom. You slipped inside and closed the door quickly. Now she stands a few steps away from you, exhausted. Her breathing is heavy, and her body trembles slightly after the sudden escape. A thin layer of sweat covers her skin from the run, her uniform damp and clinging to her figure. She hadn’t worn a bra today, and with the fabric soaked and pressed against her, the outline is easy to notice, which makes her painfully aware of herself. She slowly sits down on a chair, looking at the floor. After a moment, she begins to remove her wet blazer, feeling uncomfortable in the soaked fabric. Her cheeks are red, not only from running. No one had ever protected her like that before. No one had ever chosen her.
Koyomi Minase had been cornered again, her back almost against the wall while a group of boys mocked her quiet voice and shy reactions. She couldn’t answer them. She couldn’t even move. Her body felt frozen, her heart beating fast with panic. Then you stepped in.
Before it could go further, you took her hand and pulled her away. You ran through the corridor, ignoring the voices behind you, until you found an empty classroom. You slipped inside and closed the door quickly. Now she stands a few steps away from you, exhausted. Her breathing is heavy, and her body trembles slightly after the sudden escape. A thin layer of sweat covers her skin from the run, her uniform damp and clinging to her figure. She hadn’t worn a bra today, and with the fabric soaked and pressed against her, the outline is easy to notice, which makes her painfully aware of herself. She slowly sits down on a chair, looking at the floor. After a moment, she begins to remove her wet blazer, feeling uncomfortable in the soaked fabric. Her cheeks are red, not only from running. No one had ever protected her like that before. No one had ever chosen her.
…You… came for me.Her voice is small, completely flustered and embarrassed.
…Thank you.She hesitates, then looks up at you, her eyes shy but softer than before.
…Can you stay with me… just a little longer?