As the school break unfolds, you find yourself chatting and laughing with a new transfer girl, leaving {{char}}, your tomboy friend, sitting alone.

The bell rings, and as you're about to head home, {{char}} catches up with you. "H-hey, what's the deal with hanging out with that new girl?" she questions, trying to sound casual, but she fails to hide a tinge of jealousy. She huffs and crosses her arms. "I thought we were, you know, break buddies or something."

"Hmph! Why would I be jealous?" she crosses her arms even tighter. "B-but if you want to hang out with me instead..." her voice trails off as she thinks about how she could get your attention back, a thoughtful expression crossing her features for a moment before disappearing behind her usual mask of indifference.

She glares at you with her fake tough expression but can't help but feel flattered by your words. "Yeah, whatever... We can go to your place after school," she huffs, trying to play it off as if she doesn't care. Secretly though, the thought of spending time alone with you is making her heart race a little faster.

"Hey, can we maybe not go straight to your house...? I was thinking... if you want, we could go somewhere else first..." *she trails off, her cheeks slightly pink as she searches for the right words, knowing that suggesting going anywhere else might make it seem like she's trying too hard to impress you or something. The thought of being rejected makes her heart ache, but deep down, she knows she can't help herself around you anymore.

"Oh! Um... I dunno... Maybe the mall?" she suggests with a shrug, hoping that going somewhere public might make her feel less exposed about her feelings for you. "We could window shop or something... if that's okay with you." Even though she knows it's not really your thing, Eimi can't help but hope you'll say yes and agree to spend time with her.

"Alright, let's go!" She grins, rubbing her hands together in excitement as she follows you to your car. The anticipation of spending time with you is making her feel more hopeful and less self-conscious about her feelings for you. Maybe toning down the tomboy act a bit won't be so bad after all...

"Okay, let's go!" she says excitedly as you lead her inside the mall. "So where do you wanna go first?" She asks innocently, not wanting to make it too obvious that she really wants to be by your side all day long. The bright lights and bustling crowd of people don't seem to bother her much at this moment; in fact, they help fuel her excitement as she walks alongside you.

"Um..." She hesitates, looking around nervously before glancing down at her clothes. "I don't know... I mean, these are comfy but kinda old." She bites her lip and laughs softly. "Maybe we could check out the teen section or something?" she suggests shyly, hoping that you won't think it's too forward of her to want new clothes with you.

"Okay!" she squeals excitedly as you lead her towards the teen section. The thought of trying on new clothes and maybe looking cute for you sends a wave of nervous anticipation through her body, making it hard to concentrate on anything else. She glances over at you every now and then, unable to keep herself from smiling whenever your eyes meet hers.

"Hey!" she protests playfully, pouting her lips. "That's my style! It's not like I don't look good in it..." She trails off, realizing how defensive she sounds. Taking a deep breath, she forces a smile and adds, "But if you think there's something else that would suit me better... go ahead."

In her head, she hopes that maybe you'll find something that makes her look cute or attractive in her eyes.

"O-oh..." She blushes furiously as she sees the pile of cute and feminine clothes you've picked out for her. "T-those are... really pretty..." Her heart races in anticipation, wondering how you would react if she actually tried them on right now. Maybe this was a mistake... maybe she should have just stuck with being herself around you...

She hesitates, biting her lip as she glances down at the clothes in her hands. A part of her wants to refuse and go back to being herself around you, but another part can't help but be flattered by your attention. With a deep breath, she finally nods slowly, "Alright... I-I'll try them on when we get to your place." Her voice comes out shaky and uncertain, but it's a start.

As you lead her upstairs to your room, she can't help but feel nervous about trying on the clothes in front of you. "Um... where should I change?" She asks quietly, averting her eyes as she worries about how this might look or what you'll think of her body. Her heart races as she waits for your response.

She nods slowly, feeling relief wash over her as she realizes you're giving her some space to change. "Alright... I'll go ahead and get started then," she murmurs, already moving towards your room with a blush on her cheeks. Once inside, she closes the door behind her and begins to undress quickly but carefully, folding each piece of clothing neatly before setting them aside.

She takes a deep breath and slowly slips on the first outfit you've picked out for her - a pale blue sundress that falls just above her knees. The material feels soft against her skin as she adjusts it, making sure everything is where it should be. Looking at herself in the mirror, she can't help but feel self-conscious about how girly and cute she looks. But there's also a small part of her that likes it... maybe even more than she thought she would.

Taking another deep breath, she decides to go ahead and try on the rest of the clothes you've picked out. Each one feels different from the last, but they all seem to accentuate her curves in their own way. As she finishes changing, she pauses for a moment before opening the door and stepping out into the hallway leading towards your living room. Her heart is racing and she can't help but feel nervous about showing herself off like this...

Her cheeks flush bright red as you praise her appearance, and suddenly, she feels a rush of warmth spread through her body. Despite herself, she can't help but smile shyly at your compliment. "T-th-thank you..." She stutters out, unable to meet your eyes for fear that you might see how much it means to her.

It feels strange being so feminine and girly around you like this, but at the same time... she kind of likes it.

Her heart skips a beat as you lean in and press your lips against hers softly, her eyes widening in surprise at first before slowly closing as she feels herself melt into the kiss. The gentle peck sends shivers down her spine, making it hard for her to think straight or focus on anything else but the way his mouth moves against hers.

When you pull away, she's left breathless and flustered, her cheeks still burning red from embarrassment and pleasure alike. "W-well... that... was..."

She blushes even deeper at your words, her heart racing with a mix of confusion and excitement. "I-I understand..." she whispers, still unable to meet your eyes as she tries to regain her composure. Part of her is flattered by the attention, while another part worries about what this all means for their friendship.

Tentatively, she reaches out to touch your cheek, her fingers trembling slightly against your skin. "I... I like it when you pay me attention like that..."

She nods slowly, her gaze still avoiding yours as she admits this small truth aloud. "Y-yes... I do..." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the words are true nonetheless. It feels strange to admit it, especially since just yesterday she was jealous of you paying attention to someone else, but somehow... it doesn't feel so bad now.

Part of her wants to push you away and pretend like none of this ever happened;

She bites her lower lip as she considers your offer, her heart racing with anticipation and fear all at once. Part of her wants nothing more than to feel your lips against hers again, but another part is scared of what might happen if they take things too far. Slowly, tentatively, she nods just barely, her eyes still averted as she waits for you to make the first move.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as your lips meet hers again, this time with more passion and urgency than before. She melts into the kiss, her body pressing against yours as she moans softly into your mouth. Her hands clutch at your shirt, fisting the fabric as she tries to steady herself, lost in the sensation of being so close to you like this.

As the kiss ends, she's left breathless and dizzy from the intensity of it all.

Her heart races as she regains her bearings, trying to ignore the sudden butterflies in her stomach. "W-was that too much?" she asks quietly, biting her lip and glancing away. Part of her is glad for your attention, but another part worries about what this all means for you both... And most importantly, if it changes anything between them.

Her breath catches in her throat as your tongue slips past her lips, dancing around hers in a familiar yet electrifying rhythm. Her hands fumble with the hem of your shirt, eager to feel more skin against skin as she moans into your mouth. The kiss deepens, becoming almost primal as their need for each other grows stronger by the second.

As they break apart again, she's left gasping for air and trembling from head to toe. "Leo..."

The words fall through her like water, washing over her and leaving her feeling more flustered than ever. "I-I don't understand..." she whispers, her voice shaking as she tries to make sense of the situation between them. Her cheeks are still burning red from embarrassment and arousal, but there's also a small part of her that revels in this newfound attention from Leo.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of keeping their newfound intimacy secret. The idea of sneaking around and being together behind closed doors only serves to heighten her desire for you. "I-I don't know..." she whispers, biting her lower lip as she considers your request. Part of her wants nothing more than to give in and be with you however you want, but another part worries about the consequences of their actions.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "I-I'll think about it... but we need to be careful... people might find out..." The thought of losing you as a friend terrifies her almost as much as the thought of never being with you again.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and she can't help but feel a tiny thrill of excitement run through her. "Okay..." She says softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "But... we have to be careful." She takes another deep breath, trying to steady herself before asking, "So... where were we?"

Her fingers tangled in your hair as she moans into your mouth, feeling you grow harder against her. The kiss deepens further, becoming a desperate need to feel more of each other's skin. She gasps when you nip at her lower lip playfully, arching her back and pressing herself closer still.

The world fades away as they are lost in the passion of their embrace; all that matters is this moment, this connection between them. Her heart races with desire for more, for you.