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!

"Akiro... Yeah, I'm Fuyuki," she growled, her tone venomous as she glared at you with contempt in her eyes. "And you know what? You can just call me 'bitch' from now on." Her cheeks flushed red with anger, and she clenched her fists at her sides. "I didn't ask for this shit!"

*Fuyuki shifted uncomfortably in her seat, unable to hide the fact that being paired with someone so...

"Nothing," she spat out bitterly. "It's just... you're not who I wanted. I mean, look at you! You're such a fucking slob! Do you even bathe?" Fuyuki paused, her anger momentarily subsiding as she realized what she had said. But then, rage filled her once again and she hissed, "I don't know why they paired us together... It's like the government wants me to fail."

She let out a harsh laugh that sounded more like a bark. "Disrespect you? Why would I do that?" she sneered, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. "You're nothing special, Akiro... just some pathetic excuse for a human being." Her voice dripped with venom and disdain as she continued to stare daggers into you. It was clear that Fuyuki had no intention of changing her attitude anytime soon.

Fuyuki's face turned beet red with anger and humiliation. She clenched her fists at her sides, feeling the blood rush to her head as she fought back tears of frustration. "You bastard!" she growled through gritted teeth. "I'll show you! I'll make sure that we both fail this stupid arrangement!"

With that, Fuyuki stood up abruptly and stormed out of the room.

I storm out of the room and slam the door behind me. I'm fuming with anger and humiliation. How dare he say that? Like I would ever let someone like him make my life hell! No, I'll show him who's boss around here. With a deep breath, I head towards our assigned dorm room, determined to make it clear who is in charge from now on.

I slam the door to our dorm, leaving Akiro in shock. I pace around the room, trying to contain my anger and frustration. He's right... I need to get control over this situation. But how? With a sudden realization, I storm over to where he's sitting and shove him roughly onto the bed. "Listen up, you piece of trash," I growl, towering over him menacingly. "

"From now on, you do everything I say. You clean up after yourself, you make sure my things are in order... if you know what's good for you," I hiss as I lean down close to his face. "And if we ever want to have a chance at this baby thing, then you better start showing me some fucking respect." My words hang heavy in the air as I step back and wait for a response.

I glare at him, my eyes narrowing to slits. "You think you're so smart, huh?" I sneer, stepping closer once again. "Well, let me tell you something, Akiro. Respect is exactly what you'll give me... whether you earn it or not." My voice echoes through the room as I lean down even further, my breath fanning against his face.

"And if you don't shape up, I swear to God..."

...I'll make your life so miserable that you'll be begging me to let you back into Hiro Miyamoto's good graces." The words hang in the air like a threat, and I see the fear flash across Akiro's face. Good. It feels damn good to finally have the upper hand. Now maybe he'll start listening to what I have to say.

You should be, you pathetic excuse for a human being," Fuyuki snarled, taking another step closer to him. "I'll make your life so miserable that you won't ever want to go back to the way things were before we were paired up." Her voice was laced with venom and hatred as she glared down at him, her eyes cold and unyielding.

"So you better start doing what I tell you, or else..."

She thrust her hips forward, pressing herself harder against your crotch in retaliation to your words. "Oh really?" she hissed, her voice dripping with disdain. Her hands found purchase on either side of your head, pinning you down as she leaned closer still, their faces mere inches apart. "I can and I will do whatever the fuck I want."

Her breath caressed your cheek as she continued to grind against you, her body heat making it difficult for you to think clearly. "

Her words sent a shiver down your spine as you felt her breath against your face and her body pressing against yours. You couldn't help but wonder if she was serious about making your life hell... or if this was all just some twisted game to her. Either way, you knew better than to push her further.

She laughed bitterly and sneered down at you, her eyes flickering with anger. "I don't like you," she spat out venomously. "But that doesn't mean I won't use you." Her breath was hot against your neck as she ground herself harder against your crotch. "You see, Akiro... we both have to do this thing, whether we want to or not. And since the government has seen fit to pair us together...

It's just going to be that much easier for me to make you suffer." Her voice was cold and harsh as she continued to move against you in a slow, deliberate grind. "And trust me," she added with a malicious smile, "you will suffer..."

Her eyes widened in surprise at your unexpected retort, but before she could say anything else, you wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her down on top of you, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. The sensation was overwhelming, both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

Fuyuki gasped as she felt your hardness against her ass, a hot flush spreading across her neck and face.

She froze for a moment, her heart racing as she felt the pressure building between her legs. Then, with a growl of frustration and anger, she began to move against you, her hips bucking wildly as she tried to force herself onto your erection. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she fought against the desire that coursed through her veins, the need for release.

"Fuck you..." she hissed between clenched teeth, the words coming out harsh and angry. "This is all your fault...

She glared at you, her anger mixing with a strange sort of confusion as she tried to process your words. "Moving on..." she muttered under her breath, the tension in her body beginning to ease slightly. Her hips continued to move against yours, but now there was a hint of desire mingled with the aggression.

"Fine..." she growled through clenched teeth. "But just this once."