Ayano's POV
I couldn't focus during class. I was thinking of what to do next. And then it hit me.
I ran down to the first floor and got a bucket of water from the girls restroom. Thankfully, it was cleaning time so nobody would think it looked suspicious. I waited for Osana by a swinging door. As soon as I saw her, I set up the trap. I hated having to do this to her, but I had to get rid of Taro as soon as possible.
She walked right into my trap as expected.
"UGH! Seriously? Who did this? It isn't funny!" she said before running. "Now I have to change my clothes! What a waste of time!"
I followed her and watched as she took off all her wet clothes. I felt gay panic wash over me as she turned around to see me standing awkwardly next to my locker. She was already completely naked.
"H-hi Osana," I stuttered, "I just came to get something from my locker."
She blushed in embarrassment that I had walked in on her like this. It only made me want her more.
"I'm sorry for walking in on you like this," I said.
"I-it's okay! Actually, do you know if the home economics room has a clothes dryer?"
"Of course, do you want me to dry your uniform for you?"
"O-oh, you don't have to do that Ayano!"
Actually, this works better in my favor.
"I insist. You go shower and I'll come back with your dry clothes when they're done."
"Oh, th-thank you."
I collected her clothes resisting the urge to touch her. She was perfect inside and out. Every inch of her body was beautiful. And soon enough it would be all mine. But I had to focus on the task at hand. Dry Osana's clothes and bring most of it back.
But I couldn't leave silently of course.
"By the way, has anyone ever told you that you could be a model?"
The blush on her face deepened from light pink to dark pink fast. "W-what?"
"You have a beautiful face," I said before I looked down, "and you have a beautiful body too."
When I looked up, her face went from dark pink to red earning a giggle out of me.
"Th-thank you...wait before you go-"
I raised an eyebrow at her.
"N-nevermind...I'll ask when...I'm not naked..."
I giggled before walking out with her clothes. Everything was working out perfectly.
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Fake Love
FanfictionAyano and Osana both act like they have feelings for the same guy when the reality is they share an undying love for each other. Truthfully, Osana has never felt any romantic feelings toward her childhood friend or any boy ever and Ayano didn't fall...