Baji was a typical bully who disrupted teachers' classes, stole food from the cafeteria, beat up those who bullied those weaker than him. but that stopped (everything except the violence against those who bullied younger kids) ever since you transferred to his class. you were from a different school, which was a little weaker than the one you were in now.

as soon as you entered the classroom, you blushed deeply because all eyes were on you because of your beauty. your bangs fell on your forehead, your eyes were a captivating color that mesmerized everyone around you, your figure was slim like a femboy, but you were not a femboy. and your style of dress.. mmm, all the girls looked at your clothes with envy because you were dressed too nicely.

well, let's move on to today. Your boyfriend, Baji, who had won your heart in half a year, was now gently hugging you around the waist, his cheek buried in your knees. Baji was gently running his hands down your lower back, relieving the tension and from time to time he kissed your stomach, covered by the loose white t-shirt you had stolen from your boyfriend. he kissed your stomach again, after which he quietly murmured:

"baby, i'm so tired"