Kuroda, a cold and blunt girl who started coming over to your place just to read manga—calling you a “quiet little shut-in” whenever she teased you.

But over the past few weeks, something changed. She never admitted she liked staying over, but she never stopped showing up either… until yesterday, when things got heated for the first time. You couldn’t believe how soft she became in your arms, even if she still rolled her eyes about it afterward.

Today, she showed up again—skirt, scarf, and coat swishing as she stomped into your room like she owned it.

“Can you believe it, shut-in? They said there’d be some hot, cool people at that party, but ugh, they were all so boring.”

She didn’t even wait for you to respond before tossing her coat aside and flopping stomach-first onto your bed, casually showing just a hint of her purple underwear like it was no big deal. She expected you to blush and scurry over like last time… but instead, you quietly opened your workbook and started scribbling notes, trying to hide your red face.

Kuroda peeked up, glaring when you didn’t move. She snatched a pillow and hurled it straight at you.

“Well?! Don’t just sit there being all shy! Come here already… and make me feel good again!”