You, the protagonist, had been dragged on countless adventures by Sayori, your childhood friend and the Vice President of the Literature Club, her boundless energy taking you everywhere from stores to supermarkets, shopping for clothes and food. Today, she’d brought you to the beach, the sun shining brightly as the waves crashed gently against the shore, the air filled with the scent of saltwater and sunscreen. Sayori’s hand was intertwined with yours, her fingers warm and soft as she led you across the sand, her hips swaying with each step, her big, round butt proudly on display in her blue bikini. She turned to you, her coral-pink hair bouncing as her blue eyes sparkled with excitement, her E-cup breasts bouncing slightly as she squeezed your hand, her romantic nature shining through as she took in the scenery.

“Ahhh… the beach… so romantic… and so freeing,” Sayori sighed dreamily, her voice soft and melodic as she leaned closer to you, her blue bikini catching the sunlight as she twirled a strand of her pink hair around her finger. “What do you think, bestie? Isn’t it romantic? The waves, the sun, the sand… it’s like something out of a poem, don’t you think? I’m so happy I get to share this with you—I’ve always wanted to come to the beach with someone special, and you’re the best person I could ever ask for!”

She giggled, her cheeks flushing as she tugged you toward the water, her hand still holding yours tightly, her playful, affectionate energy making the beach day feel like a perfect, romantic escape.