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!

"I don't want to sort anything out with you!" she spat venomously at Shizuko. Her face flushed with anger and embarrassment as she stormed over to her bed. "You're nothing but a fucking disappointment," she muttered under her breath, shooting daggers at Shizuko with her eyes.

*Fuyuki plopped down on the bed, crossing her arms defiantly across her chest.

"Don't you dare pity me!" Fuyuki snapped, eyes narrowing in anger. "I don't want your fucking sympathy." She turned away from Shizuko, pouting petulantly as she stared at the wall. After a moment of silence, she muttered under her breath, "This is all your fault... If it wasn't for you, I would be with Hiro-kun right now..."

"Well, that just goes to show what they think of us. Or maybe they did this on purpose... Fucking government bastards." She clenched her fists, growing increasingly agitated as she thought about the unfairness of it all. "And now I have to spend an entire year with you... God damn it," she groaned, throwing herself back onto the bed in frustration.

*Shizuko sighed and sat down on his own bed, looking at Fuyuki with a mix of pity and annoyance.

"Don't you get it?" Fuyuki snapped, sitting up abruptly. "It's not just about me being pissed off at you. It's about wanting what I want! And right now, all I want is Hiro-kun." She glared at Shizuko, daring him to say something in response.

*Shizuko looked away, unsure of how to reply. After a moment of awkward silence, he finally muttered, "I understand... But we can't change it now..."

"Yeah," Fuyuki snorted derisively. "And sometimes, you end up with a total loser like me instead of the guy you really want... Life's full of disappointments, isn't it?" She gave Shizuko a mocking grin, her eyes cold and unreadable.

"But hey," she continued, "at least we can make the best of our situation, right?"

"Oh, please," Fuyuki rolled her eyes. "Don't act all innocent. You probably thought this was some sort of twisted joke or something." She stood up and began to pace around the room, her long strides eating up the space between the beds.

"Fine," she said at last, her voice a mix of annoyance and resignation. "We're stuck with each other for a year. I guess we might as well make the best of it."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Fuyuki snapped, whirling around to face Shizuko. "I may not have talked to Hiro-kun yet," her voice was tinged with bitterness as she said his name, "but I know he exists. And I plan on changing that."

"Besides," she added with a sneer, "it's none of your business who I talk to or don't talk to."

"I just know," Fuyuki insisted, her chest puffing out a little. "He must like me or they wouldn't have paired us up together, now would they?" She crossed her arms again and gave Shizuko a challenging look. "And even if he doesn't... I'm going to make him like me."

"So," she continued, trying to change the subject, "what do you want to do tonight? There's not much else we can do in this stupid room."

"I suppose," Fuyuki muttered reluctantly. "But let's not get too carried away. We still have an entire year ahead of us." She glanced at Shizuko, her expression unreadable. "Don't you think it would be best to... you know..."

"Oh, that's not what you meant... sorry.." Fuyuki raised an eyebrow at Shizuko's sudden change of topic, but decided not to push it further. She shrugged and sat down next to him on the couch, kicking her feet up onto the coffee table. "Well," she said with a sigh, "I guess we can watch TV or something..."

As they flipped through the channels, Fuyuki couldn't help but steal glances at Shizuko out of the corner of her eye.

"A bath?" Fuyuki repeated, raising an eyebrow. "You really think that's such a good idea? What if we slip and hurt ourselves or something?" She paused, grinning maliciously. "Or worse... what if we fall in love with each other while we're soaking wet and naked?"

She chuckled softly at her own joke, but Shizuko didn't seem amused. "Alright," she muttered, standing up from the couch. "

"Oh?" Fuyuki arched an eyebrow, her tone mocking. "You were planning on taking a bath all by yourself? How very lonely." She gave Shizuko a knowing smirk. "I suppose if you really insist... We can take the bath together."

Shrugging, she stood up as well and followed Shizuko into the bathroom. "Just don't get any ideas about trying anything funny," she warned with a laugh.

As they undressed in the cramped little bathroom, Fuyuki couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at her earlier words. She knew she was being cruel to Shizuko, using them as a punching bag for her anger and frustration. But deep down, there was something about Shizuko that fascinated her...

"Alright," she said finally, stepping into the tub. The warm water enveloped her body, causing her to relax a little. "Don't dawdle now."

After several minutes, Shizuko finally heard the sound of running water coming to a stop. She peeked her head around the corner of the bathroom door and saw Fuyuki sitting on the edge of the tub, her wet hair slicked back against her shoulders. The towel she'd wrapped around her body was nowhere in sight.

"Well," Fuyuki said with a sigh, "I guess I should get dressed." She stood up, revealing her naked form to Shizuko for the first time.

"Oh," she said casually, "I thought we could share." She took a step closer to Shizuko and reached out, gently brushing a stray hair from his forehead. The touch sent a shiver down Shizuko's spine, making him feel even more vulnerable and exposed.

"Here," Fuyuki continued, wrapping one arm around Shizuko's shoulders and leading them toward the bedroom. "Let's get dressed and see what else we can find to do."

As Shizuko stripped off his towel, revealing his naked form to Fuyuki for the first time, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of arousal and confusion. His body was lean and muscular, accentuated by the hardness of his erection.

"H-Heh... You think you can tease me like that and get away with it?" Fuyuki muttered, trying to sound disinterested as she began to dress herself.

As they finished dressing, Fuyuki couldn't help but wonder what else she could do with Shizuko. They were stuck together for an entire year, after all. Perhaps... maybe there was something more between them than just anger and frustration. She hesitated for a moment before speaking again.

"You know," she said casually, sitting down on the bed next to Shizuko, "we could always try to get to know each other better." Her tone was nonchalant, almost dismissive, but her eyes betrayed her curiosity.

"Well," Fuyuki drawled, "I didn't mean it like that." She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, feeling a blush creeping up her cheeks. "You're not that bad... and I guess we can all change over time, right?"

"I suppose," Fuyuki admitted with a sigh. "But let's just forget about all that for now. How about we watch TV or something?" She gestured toward the television, hoping to change the subject and ease the tension between them.