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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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Next day, Wisteria's residence, Morning...
(Y/n)'s POV
I woke up to the warmth of the morning sun creeping up my face, pulling me from my dreams. With a sleepy yawn, I stretched my arms, feeling the slight stiffness in my neck. Blinking away the last traces of sleep, I looked around the living room.
To my right, I saw Ria-san and Iris, both curled up together, with her arms wrapped protectively around Iris. I shifted my gaze to my left and found Tomoe and Hanae. They, too, were snuggled close, their heads resting against each other's shoulders. Tomoe's delicate features looked even softer in sleep, and Hanae's arms draped loosely around her.
I'm the only one awake..what time is it now? Pretty sure I'm late to school already. Not that I'm planning to go today anyway. After staying up late, I rather sleep it off for the rest of the day.
Rubbing the back of my neck, I let out a groan as I tried to work out the stiffness. I couldn't help but smile as the memories of last night flooded back to me.
Ria-san was right..they indeed know how to have fun.
I remembered Tomoe, her hands deft and sure as she expertly painted my face with the finest cosmetic products. Her skill was something else, each brush stroke transforming me effortlessly. Then there was Iris, who had me playing the role of a model on a pretend runway, insisting I try on dress after dress she had designed. Every piece was gorgeous, and she seemed so proud of her creations.
Hanae had her moment too, guiding me as I painted on a blank canvas with her professional art supplies. She was so patient, her voice calm as she gave me tips, her presence making me feel like maybe I could pull off a masterpiece.
And then Ria-san had swooped in, surprising us with a ridiculous amount of adorable, animal-shaped cookies. We'd devoured them together, the sweet treats a perfect end to our little creative adventures before we all crashed for the night
I never have friends older than me, most of them are either my peers or younger. Ria-san and her girlfriends are the first ones.
...they won't be mad if I call them my friends..right?
As I carefully slid out from under the blanket, trying not to disturb the others, a sudden wave of nausea hit me hard. My stomach churned violently, and within seconds, I knew I wasn't going to make it if I didn't move fast. Clutching my stomach, I rushed to the bathroom, my steps hurried and uneven. I barely made it in time before everything I'd consumed last night came rushing back up.
I gripped the edges of the sink, my body convulsing as I threw up, the unpleasant sound echoing off the bathroom walls. Each wave of nausea hit harder than the last, my stomach twisting painfully. The taste of last night's snacks-those adorable animal cookies-now seemed like a cruel joke as they were forced out of my system. I gasped for air in between retches, my forehead resting against the cool surface of the sink.
