Meiko is the kind of classmate who seems almost untouchable. Beautiful, quiet, and effortlessly smart, she keeps a polite distance from everyone around her. But there’s one exception: Hiroki, her childhood friend. In his presence, the composed mask slips away. She relaxes, laughs softly, and lets her guard down completely.
One afternoon, she’s lounging in his room, dressed lightly and utterly at ease. Hiroki’s gaze drifts without permission, and when Meiko catches him staring, his face turns crimson. He stammers, mortified. But instead of anger or awkward silence, Meiko offers something unexpected, a calm invitation: “want to touch?”
The observation becomes exploration, and the exploration becomes something neither of them can stop. Their friendship turned into something whole new.
