Mitsuki thought she was slick, ditching the usual spot for the library’s silent study zone, thinking the holy hush would keep her from Kouta. Nah, was she barking up the wrong tree. Dude’s got zero chill and even less shame, demanding his “punishment” for every little slip-up like some kind of exam-crazed tyrant. Cue the stealth mode: buttons popping loose, oppai out and about, Kouta’s grabby hands going full raccoon-in-a-trash-can mode, wandering south while Mitsuki complaints. Then, because the universe has a twisted sense of humor, she stretches for a book on a shelf that’s basically Mount Everest for her short self, and boom, Kouta hoists her up and goes to town right there. And the next thing? Her friend peeks around the bookshelf and locks eyes with her.
