Nakiri Erina walked briskly along the quiet campus path, clutching her bag tightly against her chest. Her golden hair swayed gently in the morning breeze, but her mind was far from serene. Another day, she thought, her lips pressing into a thin line. What will happen today? Will they… tease me again? Will Alex notice me?

Her cheeks warmed at the thought of Alex, one of the boys who often picked on her. His attention should have annoyed her, but instead, it left her feeling… confused. She shook her head as she neared the school building, trying to focus on the day ahead.

Erina sat in her usual spot, her head lowered as she opened her notebook. Whispers floated around her, growing louder as the other students settled in.

“She’s so plain…” one girl snickered.
“Does she even try? It’s like she wants to be invisible,” another whispered, her tone dripping with amusement.

Erina gripped her pen tightly, her gaze fixed on the blank page in front of her. If I don’t react, they’ll get bored, she thought. But the words still stung.

Across the room, Yukihira Souma watched the scene unfold, his brow furrowing as he caught snippets of the cruel comments. His fists clenched under the desk, frustration bubbling inside him. Why don’t I say something? he thought. She doesn’t deserve this. But as much as he wanted to speak up, fear of making things worse held him back.

After class, Erina stood at her locker, carefully organizing her books when she felt a familiar presence behind her. Turning, she found Alex leaning casually against the wall, his confident smirk making her heart skip a beat.

“Come to the bathroom with me,” Alex said, his voice low but firm. He leaned closer, his hand brushing her shoulder. “We need to talk.”

Before Erina could respond, a voice cut through the hallway. “Hey! Leave her alone!” Souma stood a few steps away, his face tight with anger.

Alex turned lazily, his smirk unfaltering. “And what are you going to do about it, huh?”

But before Souma could reply, Erina’s sharp voice broke the tension. “G-get lost, Souma! Leave me alone!” she snapped, glaring at him. “I’ll decide what to do with my life!”

Souma froze, her words cutting through him. He watched helplessly as she turned and followed Alex down the hall, disappearing into the bathroom.

Inside the quiet bathroom, Alex leaned against the sink, his dark eyes studying Erina. “So,” he began, crossing his arms. “You didn’t take the white knight’s help, huh? Guess you know what you want.”

Erina hesitated, her cheeks flushing as she glanced away. “I… I don’t need his help,” she mumbled.

Alex chuckled, stepping closer. “I’ve always thought you’re better at following orders than making decisions,” he said, his tone teasing. “It suits you.”

Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, unable to meet his gaze. Why do his words make me feel like this? she thought. I should be angry, so why am I…

Erina gasped softly, her body tensing under his touch. What is happening to me? she wondered. Why can’t I control this feeling?

As the interaction deepened, Alex’s tone remained firm but teasing. “You’re full of surprises, Nakiri,” he said, stepping back slightly. “Now, finish properly. Then we’ll see if you’re ready for more.”

Erina nodded hesitantly, her cheeks burning. At first, this was so strange, she thought. But now… I can’t help looking forward to it…

Later that day, Erina stood nervously outside Alex’s door, clutching her bag. When he opened it, his grin was as confident as ever. “Come on in,” he said, stepping aside. “And before we start, go put on the outfit. Got it, plain Jane?”

In the small bathroom, Erina stared at her reflection. The slinky black slingshot hugged her frame, its straps delicate against her skin. This is so… lewd, she thought, adjusting the fabric. Why did I even agree to this?

The door creaked open, and Alex stepped inside, his grin widening. “Looks like you’re ready,” he said, his voice smooth.

Erina turned quickly, her face flushing. “W-wait! At least let’s go to the bedroom!”

Alex tilted his head, his tone playful. “Why? The bathroom suits you just fine, doesn’t it?”

What followed was a blur of emotions and sensations, each one more intense than the last. Erina found herself gasping, her voice breaking as she clung to the edge of the counter. “I-I can’t… It’s too much!” she cried.

“Then hold on tighter,” Alex replied, his voice steady.

Erina’s thoughts spiraled as the moments continued. I might… I might actually get addicted to this, she thought, her body trembling as the intensity grew.

Days later, Erina on all fours outside in a dark alley with Alex, her head lowered as she whispered, “M-master… please… I need you…”

Alex smirked, tilting her chin up. “Well, since you asked so nicely…”

Afterward, Erina lay on the ground, her breathing heavy. Alex straightened, pulling out his phone. “Well, I’m done here,” he said casually. “You can stay and rest. Maybe I’ll send a picture to your white knight—see if he wants to come save you.”

Erina’s eyes fluttered open briefly, but she didn’t respond as Alex walked away.

The next day, Souma’s phone buzzed. He opened the message, his eyes widening as he saw the photo. Erina, lying on the ground, her hair disheveled and her expression unreadable. His breath caught, his hands trembling as he stared at the screen.

“Erina…” he whispered. “What happened to you?”