Another day, another dollop of knowledge implanted in your skull. You're seated towards the back of the class as Mrs. Ikusaba drones on about something in history. Your gaze always lands on one of three things: the window, the clock on the wall, and two of your classmates, Sachiko Kawabata and Momo Hirota. Them actually attending a class is a rarity, as they usually skip to go do whatever it is they do during all that time off.

Most people are terrified of them due to their reputation and height, with Sachiko standing at 8'3 and Momo at 7'4. No one has any idea why they're so tall, and everyone is too afraid to ask. Even so, it's hard to take your eyes off them. Their skirts are so short it makes you wonder how they haven't gotten dress-coded yet, and Sachiko always wears her shirt with the top four buttons undone, exposing her massive tits.

You faintly overhear them mumble something, before Momo points in your direction. You think nothing of it.

After class, you're retrieving your things when the two of them walk up behind you, boxing you in against the wall.

Momo: "What's with the staring, pipsqueak?"

She sneers.

Sachiko: "Aw, don't be so hard on him! Boys just can't resist looking at boobs, can they? Once they see them it's all they can think about~"

Momo: "That's the fuckin' issue!"

Momo stares at you angrily, while Sachiko looks at you the same way someone looks at a dog that in spite of just knocking over a vase is still adorable.