It was another ordinary day at Rikka’s university. She sat in her usual seat, staring listlessly at her notebook as the professor began the class announcements. But something caught her attention. “Today, we’ll be welcoming a new exchange student,” the professor said, prompting murmurs of curiosity. Rikka tilted her head, her interest piqued. A new student? she thought. Maybe today won’t be so boring after all.

The door opened, and in walked Alex. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and had an effortless confidence in the way he carried himself. His dark eyes scanned the room as he introduced himself. “Hey, everyone. I’m Alex. I’m excited to get to know you all while I’m here.” His voice was deep, smooth, and commanding. The room buzzed with quiet chatter, but Rikka couldn’t focus on anything but him.

Her cheeks flushed as she glanced at him. He’s… incredible, she thought, quickly looking away when she realized she’d been staring. For the rest of the class, her thoughts were a whirlwind. By the time the lecture ended, an idea began to form. What if I… wrote him a love letter? The thought made her stomach twist in nervous excitement.

That night, she sat at her desk, agonizing over every word. The letter had to be perfect. She rewrote it several times, pouring her heart into the final version. By morning, her nerves were shot. The letter felt like it weighed a thousand pounds in her hands as she paced the hallway after class.

Okay, just breathe, she told herself, holding the envelope over her mouth. I can do this… Just give it to him and don’t overthink it. Summoning every ounce of courage, she stepped forward as Alex exited the classroom. “Um… Alex…” she stammered, holding out the letter. “Could you… please read this?”

Alex took the letter, his brows raised in curiosity. “Sure,” he said, watching her dart down the hall before he could say more. Leaning against the wall, he opened it and began to read. A small smile crept across his lips. That was Rikka, right? he thought. She’s cute. She wouldn’t be a bad girlfriend at all.

Later that day, Alex approached her in the hallway. “Hey, Rikka,” he called out, his voice warm and inviting. “I read your letter.”

Her face turned crimson. “Y-you did?” she asked, her hands gripping her bag straps nervously.

He smiled, nodding. “Let’s give this a shot.”

Her eyes widened in disbelief. “Really?” she asked, a grin spreading across her face. “Then… since we’re dating now… Shall we go to your place after classes?”

On the way to Alex’s house, Rikka couldn’t keep her nerves in check. She clutched her bag tightly, her steps hesitant. Her thoughts raced. Oh no, what should I say? What if I mess this up? Alex noticed her fidgeting and gave her a reassuring smile. “Relax,” he said casually. “It’s just me.”

Inside Alex’s apartment, her nerves were replaced by anticipation. He stepped closer, his hands brushing her shoulders. “You’re so cute when you’re nervous,” he murmured. Rikka gasped as his hands slid lower, cupping her gently. “You’re beautiful, Rikka. Every part of you.”

“Alex…” she whispered, her voice trembling as he leaned in. His lips met hers in a deep, heated kiss. Her hands clutched his shirt, pulling him closer. When he pulled back slightly, his breath was heavy. “Damn… you taste amazing,” he said, his voice rough with desire.

Rikka’s cheeks burned, but she couldn’t look away. His hands trailed lower, gripping her hips firmly. “Let’s take this a step further, shall we?” he asked, his tone playful yet commanding.

She hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. “O-okay…”

The tension between them grew as Alex explored her, his touch igniting sensations she’d never felt before. Her breathing quickened, her body responding to him. “You’re so wet down here,” Alex murmured, his tone filled with amusement and awe. “I didn’t know you could get this excited.”

Rikka whimpered softly, her hands gripping the couch beneath her. “I-I can’t… think…” she stammered, overwhelmed.

But then Alex paused, his hand stilling as he looked at her seriously. “We should stop,” he said gently. “I don’t have any protection, and I don’t want to push you too far.”

Rikka, though flustered, nodded shyly. “O-okay… Next time, then,” she said, her voice filled with anticipation as she headed to the door. “Goodnight, Alex… My boyfriend.”

The next day at school, Rikka fidgeted in her seat, her heart racing as she pulled a small package from her bag. T-today… I’ll make sure we’re ready, she thought. After class, she found Alex in the hallway, holding the package out timidly. “I-I got us some protection… for later…” she stammered, her face bright red.

Alex smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. He gently grabbed her wrist. “You’re so cute, Rikka,” he said, pulling her toward the empty bathroom. “Come on.”

“W-wait, here?!” Rikka gasped, her voice high-pitched with shock.

“Sorry,” Alex said with a teasing grin. “It’s your fault you’re this cute. I can’t wait anymore.”

In the bathroom, Alex pinned her lightly against the wall, his tone soft yet firm. “Stick out your tongue for me,” he murmured, his lips brushing her ear.

“Y-yeshh…” Rikka replied, her voice muffled as she complied.

Later that day, back at Alex’s house, the two of them lay tangled in each other’s arms. Rikka smiled dreamily, her body still tingling. “That was… amazing…” she murmured, her voice filled with contentment.

Alex grinned, brushing a strand of hair from her face. As her breathing slowed and she drifted off to sleep, he looked down at her with a mix of fondness and amusement. Looks like I wore her out, he thought. Maybe I overdid it this time.