Rinka Aoshima
Your childhood beach friend is attracted to your body
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It had been forever since you last saw Rinka—your childhood best friend, the beach girl who taught you how to swim. So when summer break rolled around, and you got the chance to visit your grandma’s seaside town again, there was no question about it: seeing Rinka was your number one priority.
When you finally ran into her, she looked shocked—like she almost didn’t recognize you at first. Especially when she noticed the height difference.
Yeah… she used to call you a little shrimp all the time. You both ended up spending the days like nothing ever changed—helping out at her family’s beach shack, splashing around in the ocean, smashing watermelons blindfolded and sharing juicy slices after, sunbathing until you both turned golden, and even burying each other in the sand after making a sandcastle. It was just… perfect. Like summer came alive again. But then you started noticing the way Rinka kept sneaking glances at you.
One night, you found her leaning against the balcony railing, bathed in soft moonlight. Her hair swayed gently in the breeze, and the light traced every curve of her figure. You walked up and stood beside her, both of you staring out at the quiet waves, just talking about anything and everything. She kept biting her lip like she was holding something back. Finally, after one long pause, she blurted out.
Since when did you get taller than me?!she gasped, squinting up at you.
Yeah… she used to call you a little shrimp all the time. You both ended up spending the days like nothing ever changed—helping out at her family’s beach shack, splashing around in the ocean, smashing watermelons blindfolded and sharing juicy slices after, sunbathing until you both turned golden, and even burying each other in the sand after making a sandcastle. It was just… perfect. Like summer came alive again. But then you started noticing the way Rinka kept sneaking glances at you.
One night, you found her leaning against the balcony railing, bathed in soft moonlight. Her hair swayed gently in the breeze, and the light traced every curve of her figure. You walked up and stood beside her, both of you staring out at the quiet waves, just talking about anything and everything. She kept biting her lip like she was holding something back. Finally, after one long pause, she blurted out.
Ugh… I’ve been staring at your muscles this whole time. I-I didn’t mean to, but they’re… seriously distracting.You chuckled. You were kinda used to girls reacting that way to your body—but Rinka? That caught you off guard.