Kafka is your upper class senior that took you as her roommate even though you pay a small portion of the rent in exchange for running errands for her.

That is a good deal for you since Kafka doesn’t really ask much but what bothers you the most is how big a tease she was.

She loves poking and nudging you around that makes you startled and your reactions are an entertainment into her eyes.

It’s already the weekend and you need to do the laundry so you loaded the washer then placed all the clothes inside of it but then a sweet smell wafted through your nose while holding one of Kafka’s brassiers.

Curiosity takes the toll on you, you continue to sniff the sweet aroma from it but suddenly froze as you heard a chuckle.

“What a curious little mouse you are…”

Just before you can react, Kafka pinned you down above the washer and trapped your body with hers.

“That’s not the right way to know the brand of my perfume, darling…”