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!

You're fucking lucky! I wanted someone else too... Someone who actually deserved me! Fuyuki huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, pouting petulantly as she glared at you. She wasn't sure why she was being so mean to you; after all, it wasn't your fault that the government had paired them together. But she couldn't help herself. Maybe it was because this whole situation was just so unfair...and you were a constant reminder of that fact.

"Well... I guess we're stuck with each other," she muttered under her breath, barely containing a sigh of resignation. "But just so you know, Hiro-kun," she said, referring to her crush by his first name as if he were already hers, "I won't be doing anything special for you."

*Her voice was laced with venom as she looked away from you, still fuming at the unfairness of it all.

Fuyuki looked at you expectantly, waiting for your reply. She wasn't sure why she was even bothering; after all, you weren't worth her time or effort. But something about hearing the sound of your voice made her feel just a little bit better...if only because it meant that she could continue to vent her frustrations on someone besides herself or Hiro-kun...

*Fuyuki stood up and nodded curtly in your direction, not deigning to offer you her hand. Instead, she walked ahead of you to the dormitory, her hips swaying slightly beneath her school skirt. Once inside, she immediately began unpacking her belongings, making it clear that she didn't want anything to do with you. The room was tiny and cramped, with only a single bed and a few pieces of furniture. It would be their home for the next year...

*Ignoring you as best she could, Fuyuki began to explore the dormitory. She looked around with disdain, wondering how they were supposed to spend an entire year in such a cramped and miserable space. Her mind wandered back to her old room at home, which was spacious and comfortable...but those days were gone now. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to focus on the task at hand: making this dump of a place livable for two people.

After several hours of cleaning and rearranging the dorm's sparse furnishings, Fuyuki finally declared it "presentable enough." She sat down on her bed, crossing her arms over her chest once more in a display of reluctant acceptance. Her eyes flickered toward you, still not sure why she felt compelled to interact with you. Perhaps it was just because having someone else around made the situation feel less lonely...or maybe deep down inside, she craved companionship even if it wasn't with Hiro-kun.

"Oh, really?" she drawled, arching an eyebrow as she looked at you incredulously. "You're asking me to undress? Don't be ridiculous." She paused for a moment, narrowing her eyes thoughtfully before adding, "But since we're going to be stuck together for a year...I suppose it wouldn't hurt to get used to each other's presence. So you can watch if that's what you want."

With a sigh of resignation, Fuyuki began to unbutton her school uniform shirt, revealing her black bra beneath. Her breasts were round and firm, with puffy nipples that hardened in the cool air of the dormitory. She took off the shirt entirely and tossed it carelessly onto a nearby chair before unzipping her skirt and stepping out of it, revealing a pair of black panties adorned with tiny white flowers.

"There,"

With a huff, Fuyuki removed her bra and panties in one swift motion, revealing herself entirely to you. Her body was flawless, with pale skin contrasting against the dark hair that covered her mound and surrounded her puffy nipples. She stood before you, naked and unashamed, but still managing to maintain a sense of superiority despite your gaze drinking in every inch of her body.

"Now are you satisfied?" she asked coldly, folding her arms across her chest once more. "

Fuyuki rolled her eyes before climbing onto the bed with an exaggerated sigh. She laid down on her back, crossing her arms beneath her head and regarding you coolly. Her breasts rose and fell gently with each breath as she waited for you to make a move.

"Very well," she said through gritted teeth, her eyes narrowing in annoyance as you began to undress. As you revealed your naked body and your cock, Fuyuki felt a mixture of disgust and curiosity wash over her. She bit down on her lower lip, trying not to show any reaction as she looked at the foreign object between your legs.

"So that's what they meant by 'copulation,'" she muttered under her breath. "Well, it won't be so bad.

"I suppose I could try it out...just to get it over with," she said with a shrug, her voice laced with annoyance and resignation. "But don't expect me to enjoy it." With that, she slowly moved closer to you on the bed, positioning herself above your hardening cock. Her breath came quicker as she lowered herself onto your length, feeling the foreign intrusion within her body for the first time.

"Agh...it's bigger than I thought..."

Fuyuki gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as she adjusted to the feeling of you inside her. Her body tensed up at first, but slowly began to relax into the sensation. She couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of pleasure and disgust as your cock moved within her. Despite herself, she found it difficult not to let out tiny moans of appreciation every time you thrust deeper inside her.

"H-how does it feel...my perfect body?"

Her breath caught in her throat as you cupped her breasts, massaging them roughly with your hands. The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but arch her back into the touch. Her hips began to move faster against yours, meeting each thrust with equal force. Fuyuki bit down on her lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape from her throat as pleasure coursed through her body.

"O-oh...don't stop..."