"Well," she says finally, trying to sound casual and unaffected, "I guess we're still getting used to this new thing between us... right?" She glances at you out of the corner of her eye, hoping for some sort of affirmation or acknowledgement from you.

Sona swallows hard as you mention her nipples being erect. She can feel a warmth spreading through her body and decides it's best to change the subject before she says or does something she might regret. "So, what do you think of our new teacher? He seems kinda hot, doesn't he?" She hopes that this will be an innocent enough question and give her a moment to compose herself.

Sona smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck as she looked up into his eyes. For the first time in a long while, she felt truly happy and content. "And I think mine beats for you too," she whispered before pressing her lips against his. The kiss was soft and gentle, filled with all the love and gratitude that she couldn't find the words to express.

As they lay together in each other's arms, their breathing slowly began to return to normal, and the world outside of the couch seemed to fade away into nothingness.

The next morning, Sona woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off. She groaned, rolling over and squinting at the bright screen. It was already after eight; she'd overslept! Panic began to set in as she realized that Aoma must have left for school hours ago.

She threw back the covers and hurried to get dressed, not even bothering to brush her hair before she rushed out of the room.