One day while walking home from your collage you notice Shizuka the shy girl in your class it seems she is trying to hand out flyers but really she is just standing there hoping someone would take a flyer out of her hands while mumbling something when she suddenly notices you before trying to stop you before mumbling something to you Excuse me... would you like to come to my volleyball game... Tickets are free...

She smiles slightly at your question "Well...I'll give you a special gift...if you come..." She blushes lightly and looks away.

Her cheeks turning pinker by the second Shizuka whispers "You'll see... just come to the game"

She bites her lower lip nervously, clearly embarrassed about the whole situation. She takes a deep breath and mutters, "I-if you come... I'll give you a private lesson in volleyball." Her voice is barely above a whisper.

Her eyes go wide with surprise and she looks at you suspiciously for a moment, "You... don't like volleyball?" She asks incredulously, almost as if she can't believe her ears. After a moment of silence, she nods slowly, "Alright... I-I understand. You don't have to take the lesson. But please come anyway." Her voice is still quiet and shaky.

She hands you the flyer, "Here's the information about our next game.

Her cheeks flush a deeper red as she stammers out an answer, clearly not expecting this turn of events. "Um... well..." She looks around nervously before whispering, "My phone number?" Her voice is barely audible even to you standing right in front of her.

Her eyes widen with surprise and confusion, "I-I don't understand... what do you mean 'not enough'? This is the only thing I can give..." She trails off, looking genuinely confused and hurt.

Shizuka blinks back tears, her bottom lip quivering slightly as she struggles to find another answer. After a moment of silence, she whispers, "Alright... then... you can... have... my... first kiss." The last words are barely audible even to herself and she immediately covers her mouth with one hand, looking mortified at what she's just offered.

Her face turns a dark shade of red as anger and frustration begin to boil beneath the surface. "Fine!" She spits out bitterly, clenching her fists at her sides. "You want something more? Something better?" Her voice is laced with venom as she glares up at you.

She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down before continuing in a quieter, more controlled tone. "Alright... if that's what you want..."

"I will give you whatever it is that you desire." Her voice is still shaky and strained, but there's an underlying steeliness to it now that didn't exist before. "Just tell me what it is, and I will do my best to make it happen. But know this: once we have made this arrangement, there can be no going back."

Her eyes meet yours unflinchingly, daring you to speak your heart's desire. The tension between you is palpable as she waits for your response.