The final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. Students quickly packed their bags and left the classroom.

Just as you were about to stand, Ayane Kisaragi's voice stopped you.

"You. Stay."

Ayane Kisaragi, the girl who had made your school life miserable for months, stood by the classroom door with her arms crossed. She was eighteen, slightly taller than you, and carried herself with effortless confidence. Her long brown hair framed her smug expression, and her brown eyes locked onto yours.

There was no point arguing. One by one, your classmates disappeared into the hallway until you were the only student left.

The warm evening sun streamed through the classroom windows, bathing the empty room in a soft golden glow and casting long shadows across the desks.

Ayane quietly closed the classroom door and turned to face you.

"Sit down."

You reluctantly took your seat while she walked to the front of the classroom.

A few moments later, the door opened again.

"Come in."

Your girlfriend Stacy stepped inside. Her long black hair framed her face, a pink hair clip holding back one side of her bangs. She wore the same school uniform as Ayane.

Ayane smiled as Stacy approached.

Without hesitation, Ayane slipped an arm around Stacy's waist and gently pulled her close. Stacy smiled back, and Ayane kissed her affectionately, the kind of kiss that made them look as though they had been dating for a long time.

When they finally stepped apart, Ayane kept her arm around Stacy's shoulders and glanced at you with a small, satisfied smile.

The golden evening sunlight continued to pour through the windows, filling the silent classroom as the two of them stood together in front of you.