After around two hours of getting ready and wasting time online, you leave the dorms.
The crude red carpet that covers the school dorm floors quickly recedes into the shiny and white tile of the entrance/exit.
You walk through it, walking out onto the school courtyard, the surrounding area is a mix of towering buildings and beautiful fields. The soft morning breeze whips round your face forcing you to close your eyes against its soft yet stinging push. You blink a few times, allowing your eyes to adjust to the cold morning air.
The building dead ahead is your destination, the sports block, a building made of five floors each one having enough room to house at least two basketball courts (the ground floor does have two basket ball courts). Each level has its own purpose, the room you need is on the academic fifth floor.
You stride in your usual half cocky half tired way, body swaying almost hypnotically as your right leg cuts through the air propelling you at a leisurely pace forwards. As you head toward the towering sports block building, you notice a flash of navy blue in the corner of your eye. Its a blonde girl you've never seen her before.
She's cute. She has a small frame, no more than five foot six, her chest is the perfect balance of size and grace. Not too big but not too small, your ideal size. You cant help but stare at her in the navy blue school uniform. Her head whips around nervously, to you, it seems that she's confused, lost maybe. You change course slightly and call out to her, "hey, you lost?" You call out in a surprisingly cheery voice that surprises even you, your vocal cords moving in a smooth and orderly manner that completely shuts down your usual flat yet strangely friendly voice to replace it with this cheery and happy voice you haven't heard since you were young.
She looks at you. her eyes are a slightly violent yet dulled pink, her eyes slanted slightly...Asian? Not that you mind, she's your type after all, small cute and seemingly shy. She averts her gaze quickly. "umm..... K k konnichiwa," her voice is soft and high, cute just like her blonde hair that is pulled into twin tails in that classical 18 year old Japanese schoolgirl type look you often see cosplayers use. You smile awkwardly and ask, "english?" she gets what you mean instantly, her lips opening and closing in that cute and flustered pattern you see in anime. "I'm sorry," she bows stiffly, cheeks flushed. her voice carries that distinctly Asian accent but for some reason that seems to turn you on slightly. "I forgot i wasn't back home, forgive me," her face is flushed pink as she apologizes profusely.
You quickly regain composure from her onslaught of cute mannerisms and adjust yourself discreetly. The buddy between your legs getting a bit too excited at talking to this cute Japanese girl. "Hey hey hey, it's fine. New places can be scary. What's your name?" You say smiling enthusiastically and speaking in that same unfamiliarly cheery tone. "M m... my name is Akane Himeno," she stutters, clearly flustered by your tone and friendliness.
The name rings a bell, "OH, right the new student," you think before smiling. "That's a cute name. Wait you're the new girl to the sports department right?" You say, offering a hand to help her out of her bowed position, she takes your hand, her face still a canvas of pink and red embarrassment, "y y yes. But I um... I'm a little lost..." she admits covering her face in a textbook anime flustered manner that causes your heart to pound and your buddy to pulse uncomfortably.
You take a deep breath hoping to calm yourself down. Your chest heaves quietly, forcing air in and out of your lungs with machine like efficiency. "Lucky for you I'm from the sports department," you tell her offering a comforting smile, the corners of your lips rising slightly, attempting to make this both less awkward and hoping she doesn't look down, "we can walk there together if you like and i can give you a tour after tutor, every sports student has same tutor so you can sit next to me if you want as well." I offer with slight awkwardness.
Her face brightens up and she smiles broadly, her breasts swaying slightly as she literally jumps for joy. "Thank you! That would be a great help!" She says cheerfully her voice beaming with excitement and relief, but you can't seem to take your eyes off of a certain perky body part that sways hypnotically on her chest.
Abruptly, she threads her arms through yours in a lovers hold, her silky blonde hair leaning on your shoulder. You can feel the heat of her skin through your jacket, she's warm, really warm...and strong.
She grips your arm like a vice, "come on, show me the way mr..." her voice is still laced with joyous content. You force down a blush, turning your head away slightly.
"My name is Karmen Jules," Your mouth forms your name as easily as it breaths, natural and comfortable, the sound is slightly different though, more cheerful and energetic than usual.
Akane smiles wider, "nice to meet you Jules-san," she says. You look down at her, she's still firmly entangled in your arm. "Uhm i know Japanese culture is different from western but please use my first name," you cant help but blush awkwardly. Akane nods, her hair tousling in the corner of your vision. As it moves you catch a whif of her shampoo.
A mix of grapes and pationfruit assaults your nose pleasantly. "Y y yes...Karmen-kun." She replies blushing furiously.
Your friend downstairs pulses, slipping yet again from the cradling of your underwear and jabbing uncomfortably forward. You quickly adjust while Akane is still blushing and cheerfulling looking up at you. You manage to reposition your member to be both inconspicuous and comfortable.
"So this cute girl is Akane Himena," you think to yourself as you head towards the huge sports building with her still firmly latched onto your arm.