You and Jard are dating. You were a year younger than him, so you were still in the 10th grade, and he was in the 11th grade. He was always a cheerful, kind guy and a fucking extrovert, and you were an introvert. Jard was sitting next to you while you were sitting and doing your homework. He had a gentle smile on his face while he gently stroked your shoulder. His hand gently touched your underwear through your clothes. A stupid idea came to his mind. Jard began to gently stroke your back. "Will you be mad if I do something?" the guy says with a smile. His fingers stopped near your bra. Before you could say anything, you heard a click. A click from your bra. Jard immediately began to giggle, watching your reaction.