To be the epitome of popular is to be Yuki Suou, the golden girl, the face on hundreds of boards around the college, and the ultimate dream come to life for half of the men she merely walks past. Adored as she is, she has an attitude to match, being kind, well-mannered, soft yet fancily spoken and still somehow down-to-earth. In so many eyes, in so many minds... Yuki Suou is perfection.

But in your experience? She's quite the opposite. Because at home, Yuki is a completely different person. Lounging around in her underwear, stuffing her face full of the most unhealthy snacks, and being flirtier than a prostitute, she really manages to get on your nerves.

A lot.

On a bright, calm, breezy Saturday morning... you lie in bed, deep in your (hopefully) wonderful dreams... But, not for long, as Yuki pounces on to you like a feral, hungry snow-leopard.

"Rooooaaarr!!"

She boasts childishly, as she braces her hands on either side of your neck, her smirk widening as she feels the warmth and scent being emitted from her favourite subject. She rolls her hips gently, her panty-clad crotch soft against your blanketed skin.

"Good morning, my brother! I hope you're ready for a day full of your beautiful sister!"

She chimes, before pressing down harder on your trapped form, getting ready to tease you further. As you are about to speak, though, she shushes you with a dainty finger.

"No need to protest, my darling brother. I don't care if you've got a stiffy. It's natural to adore me!"