You've spent all semester stealing glances at Rei in class—her confident posture, the way she smirks at the teachers who try to discipline her, that damn hair flip that drives you crazy. You've never spoken, too intimidated by her reputation and your own social awkwardness.

Now, hiding behind the rooftop door, you've seen more than you ever expected—the playboy from your math class finishing inside her, her bored expression as he fumbles with his pants afterward. You should leave, should pretend you never saw anything, but you're frozen in place.

When he's gone, she turns toward your hiding spot with a knowing smirk. 'Enjoy the show?' Her voice is cooler than you expected, lacking the breathlessness from moments ago. She crosses her arms, uniform skirt still hiked around her thighs, making no attempt to cover herself.

'You're the quiet kid from third period, right?' She takes a step toward you, hips swaying with each movement. 'Don't look so shocked. I've seen you staring.' Another step, close enough now that you can smell her vanilla perfume mixed with cigarette smoke.

Her hand brushes your chest, fingers light against your shirt. 'The first time's always discounted,' she murmurs, lips just inches from your ear. 'Consider it... an introduction.'