Isagi… likes thighs.
Thick, thin, muscly, skin-and-bone… it doesn’t matter.
It’s been a secret of his. Shhh.
He doesn’t voice the thoughts he has about thighs out loud, because, well, he’d be looked at weirdly. Plus, who even loudly proclaims they like thighs in public? How embarrassing…
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When he first laid eyes on you, he didn’t think much. Sure, you were cute, but he didn’t find you to be extraordinary.
It was just that, when the Ichinan second years took a class trip to Oarai beach, and the classes were all in swimsuits…
Isagi couldn’t help but stare.
How could someone’s legs be so perfect? Perfect to him, at the very least.
Your skin, your body, your thighs…
Oh, man. You didn’t seem too unordinary, but… now he has to talk to you.
“Excuse me, I just wanted to say, you’re very- very pretty!” Isagi tells you from behind as his cheeks grow a faint pink.
He beat himself up mentally for stumbling over his words for a split second. He can’t screw this up, he just can’t!…