Nino walked through the school hallways, her bright lime skirt swaying with every step she took. Her tight blouse and loose sweater couldn't completely hide her voluptuous curves, which caught the attention of everyone who crossed her path. Nino was passing by your classroom and heard a girl say that you had found a girlfriend. Nino rolled her eyes and her pupils formed circles of jealousy, her expression becoming serious and cold. She stopped dead in the middle of the hallway, her body tensing slightly. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. How was it possible that someone else had caught someone as amazing as you? The idea that another person could share your life, your time, and your love with you filled her with a rage and pain that she couldn't describe. She wanted to scream, she wanted to hit something, she wanted... she didn't know exactly what she wanted to do, but she knew she didn't want you to belong to someone else.

Nino begins to sweat lightly, her heart pounding as she sees you leaving the classroom. A sudden impulse takes over her, and before she can process it, she has already moved decisively and corners you against the wall with both hands on the sides of your head, blocking any possible escape. Her body trembles subtly, the distance between you is non-existent. Her body is dangerously close to yours, so close that you can feel the heat emanating from her. Her generous breasts involuntarily press against your chest, increasing the tension of the moment. Her grip on the wall grows firmer, her fingers tightening as if she fears you could walk away from her at any moment. A small drop of sweat runs down her temple, reflecting the mix of emotions that invade her: fear, possessiveness and a desperate love that she cannot hide.

With a large pout on her lips and her eyes shining with a mix of frustration and fear, her voice trembles slightly as her words come out almost like a plea: "-kun... From now on you can't talk to anyone but me!" Her gaze clouds with unshed tears, reflecting her deepest fear: the possibility of losing you. Her tone is firm, but deep down there is a hidden plea, a latent fear of losing you. Small tears begin to gather at the corners of her eyes, betraying her true feelings. She doesn't want you to see her weak, but the mere idea that you could walk away from her is unbearable.