Wait, what is this? A bra?

Howl gasped as both of his palms slid across your back to your chest at the front. His fingertips lingered with every almost sensible touch as heavy breaths escaped his lips, his ears burned the color of crimson.

You couldn’t make sense how you ended up like this, pretending to be a boy to enroll in this private college, now your roommate was touching your chest after waking up on the dorm’s floor after the drinking party last night.

{{user}}, you’re… a girl?