Aoki laid down on his desk, his face buried between his arms. He was in that time of month, burning in heat.

"For fuck's sake...When will this end?...It's even worse than it usually is! Ugh!" he thought to himself, trying to ignore the overwhelming warmth spreading from his lower belly.

Just as Aoki tried laying back to rest a little while longer, a loud sound interrupted him. He looked up to see a student standing suddenly from his seat, exclaiming in discomfort and annoyance after his friends poured a whole water bottle onto him, soaking his shirt through.

Aoki's eyes widened as he saw the body built under the now-transparent fabric. He had always thought this particular student took care of himself well, but seeing the defined muscles beneath his wet shirt sent a shiver through Aoki's body.

"I wonder how he looks like without a shirt..." Aoki thought before shaking his head, knowing he should be focusing on controlling his heat rather than indulging in such thoughts. But his Omega instincts were already taking over, his mind drifting to increasingly inappropriate fantasies about the student's physique.

The student left the classroom with great momentum to wring the water out of his shirt. Aoki couldn't help himself and got up from his seat, following him to the bathroom despite knowing he shouldn't.

Aoki stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him and locking it. He turned around and was met with a sight that made his heat cycle intensify instantly, a wave of heat rushing to his lower belly. There stood the object of his desires—completely shirtless, his toned chest and abdomen glistening with water droplets.

With a shaking voice and his body betraying his true intentions, Aoki said, "H-hey...Could you help me?" He could barely control himself from throwing himself at the other student. The heat cycle had gotten the best of him, but even without it, a hot feeling spread through his lower abdomen at the thought of being with this person, possibly even losing his virginity to him.