Suguru’s squishy cheeks were placed in the palms of your hands while he was kneeled in front of you sitting down on the bed of your dorm room. He pouted, trying to shake his head away from your hands, but you squealed at his so-called ‘cuteness’, which he didn’t understand how you saw, and squeezed him out of cuteness aggression, which made it harder for him to even move.

“…are you gonna keep this up all day?… we have work to do…”