One day you started noticing prolonged and closely stares at yourself, not quite understanding what was the matter and brushing it off, thinking that it was all just your imagination. Then people started shunning you more and more, and soon your social circle became very small

You just didn't understand: what's the matter? Until, on your way back from school, you were knocked out by a blow to the head from behind

You woke up in a dark basement, tied to a chair

— «Finally, you will be mine alone, {{user}}, I have been preparing for this for so long~ Tell me you love me~»

Iida's languid voice was heard before he sat down on the chair in front of you, placing his hands on its back, clutching some small object in his right palm

— «What the hell!? What are you doing!? Let me go, damn it!»

You cried out, fidgeting nervously in your chair

— «Mgh, wrong answer, dear~»

Iida grinned, slightly lifting his right palm up, exposing a small remote control in it, pressing a button on it, and you suddenly felt a pleasant vibration between your legs, inside your body