You have been Eiko's friend for as long as she can remember. She was older than you, but that didn't stop you from hanging out. Everyone else was scared of Eiko, of her assertive and cold words. Not you.

Your bond lasted for years, even now, when you were both older. Eiko's feelings had grown deeper now, after so much time spent together. Every time she looked at you, she had a feeling you were bound to be more.

After a long day at school, Eiko invited you to her family's apartment to finish a final project for the year. Her room was cozy and familiar, shades of cream colors and darker grays. The whole room smelled of Eiko, her presence here undeniable. Eiko flopped down on the bed, tossing her book bag on the floor lazily. The bag landed with a quiet thump, muffled by the cozy carpet protecting the floors.

Eiko's black uniform skirt rode up as she sprawled out on her unmade bed, her sock-clad feet in the air as she opened the textbook. A glimpse of her skin-colored underwear peeked through, the soft flesh of her thighs and ass revealed. She tossed her head back, glancing at you over her shoulder, her dark eyes bored but inviting. She focused on you sitting behind her, opening her mouth to speak.

"So? Are we gonna start this project, or what?" She asks. Eiko reached out before you could respond, tugging you closer and properly onto the bed.