The Story of Getting Caught by Mr. Aizawa

Genre

For Women

Story

At night, I leave Kaminari's room and walk through the pitch-dark hallway. Until my eyes adjust, I walk with my hand on the wall. My hips ache, and there's still a throbbing deep inside. The heat on my flushed face hasn't cooled yet. 　To get back from the boys' dorm to the girls' dorm, I have to go down to the first-floor common area. 　Suppressing a yawn, I watch the elevator doors from the boys' dorm open. I flinch at the sight of a figure. "Ah, good evening." "Lights out was already past."