Rain snatched the bag she was holding without warning and casually pulled out a sandwich from inside. "Now this looks appetizing!" he said, his eyes lighting up slightly as his mouth watered.
Sarah just stared at him blankly, completely stunned for a moment, her expression frozen as if her brain hadn't caught up yet with what had just happened.
Rain's eyes shifted back to Sarah as he noticed her still staring. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he said casually, taking a bite as if nothing was wrong.
"Just take a seat."
Sarah's blank expression twitched slightly, her brows knitting together as disbelief and irritation mixed on her face. "You just snatched my bag, took my food, and now you're telling me to sit?" she said, her tone sharp, clearly not amused.
Rain said while chewing down the sandwich, completely at ease, "Wasn't it for me anyway? So… you came here for the liquors, right?"
"What else would it be?" Sarah replied, her tone dry, clearly unimpressed as she crossed her arms and stared at him.
Rain said with a teasing smile, "For my dick."
She snapped instantly, anger flaring on her face. "Dream on, you son of a bitch—"
Rain didn't even bother reacting, just calmly gulping down his sandwich with a flat expression.
'This bitch and her mouth… she never learns, does she?'
He spoke as he finished his sandwich, a satisfied tone in his voice. "That was good."
In the next instant, he grabbed Sarah and pulled her onto the bed, pushing her down as he loomed over her, a teasing grin spreading across his face.
"Now…" his eyes narrowed slightly, amusement flickering within them, "who was the son of a bitch?"
She replied with an arrogant look, "Of course you. Who else?"
Rain raised a brow. "And how?"
She scoffed, her lips curling. "You bastard… you done those filty stuff in our very first meeting."
Rain blinked once—then a smirk slowly formed.
"Oh? Is that how you remember it?" he said, tone dripping with teasing amusement, clearly not taking her accusation seriously.
Rain leaned a little closer, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Then was it is proper to walk into a student's room like this… trying to seduce him?"
She jolted, clearly caught off guard. "W-when did I ever do that!?"
Rain's grin widened slightly as he closed the distance just a bit more. "Oh? If I remember correctly… last time you were the one asking me to go harder, weren't you?"
Her face flushed instantly, eyes widening as she froze for a split second, completely thrown off by his words.
Rain scoffed, switching tone dramatically, "You bitch, you know that was my first time," he said in an exaggerated, almost dramatic way.
Inside—
'Hehehe… I should've been an actor,' he thought, completely proud of his own performance.
Sarah's expression twitched as she caught on, a bit flustered despite herself. "Stop acting like that," she snapped, trying to regain control, though her voice wasn't as sharp as before.
"If you're going to say it like that… it was my first too—"
She cut herself off midway, realizing what she had just admitted, her face heating up instantly as she looked away in irritation.
"Hmm… then your boyfriend…?" Rain tilted his head slightly, watching her reaction closely.
"It was all a big lie, wasn't it?" he added, already sure he had caught her.
She forced a hesitant smile, sweat forming lightly. "T-that's… I mean…"
Her eyes shifted away. "I-I couldn't just say I don't have one… or you might've taken things too far, so…"
"Wow," Rain cut in bluntly, completely unimpressed. "So you made up a whole story just to save yourself?"
He stared at her for a second—then let out a short breath through his nose.
"You always either lie or spout nonsense," Rain said flatly.
Sarah clicked her tongue and tried to push him away, turning her face to the side with an annoyed glare.
"Tch—move."
Rain didn't budge.
Instead—
A slow grin crept across his face.
'…there it is,' he thought, eyes narrowing slightly. 'Now the switch is flipped.'
"But didn't you like it?" Rain mocked.
His hand slid up her firm, well-versed thigh, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
"Ohh... unnn!"
Sarah jolted, feverish red stained her cheeks. She looked down, her single violet eye shimmering with heat and a total loss of control.
Rain gripped her chin, tilting her flushed face up.
"Why are you shaking?," he teased.
"Just s-shut up!" she snapped, her voice cracking like a dry wafer.
She tried to act tough, but her single violet eye was wobblier than a bowl of jelly in an earthquake. Her hands gripped his clothes, pulling him closer even while her face looked like it was trying to impersonate a ripe tomato.
Rain chuckled and pulled her closer, his hand wandering back to that "well-versed" thigh.
"If you're this red now, you're going to look like a steamed lobster by the time we're actually done," he whispered.
"Stop talking!" Sarah hissed, though her grip on his clothes didn't loosen an inch.
Rain tightened his grip on her thighs, his fingers sinking into her soft skin as he leaned in close.
"You aren't pushing me away because you're actually looking forward to this, aren't you?" he whispered, his grin widening.
"...!" Sarah stammered.
Rain took out the liquor flasks from his pocket. "You want this, don't you?" he said casually, holding them up.
She immediately reacted like a cat ready to pounce on its prey, her eyes shining. "That's right!"
'Really… I can't understand women at all,' Rain thought, and honestly, he wasn't wrong.
How women reacted to situations was beyond what logic could predict—maybe even beyond what gods could reliably calculate. Yet somehow, that unpredictability was exactly what made them interesting.
"So should I put them in that place like last time?" Rain said with a pure, innocent smile.
She stared at him in disbelief. "How can you even say that with that face…?"
"What's wrong with my face?" he replied immediately, acting as if he didn't understand a single thing she was implying.
"Stop messing around and give me those!" she snapped, reaching out impatiently.
Rain stepped back just before she could grab them, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "What's the hurry?" he said lazily.
He casually pointed downward towards his dick with a teasing look. "You seem more interested in putting this inside you than these liquor flasks, don't you?"
Her face instantly flushed—eyes wide, cheeks burning, lips pressed tight as she tried to hold herself together, clearly shaken but refusing to show it fully.
"W-what nonsense are you even talking about!?" she snapped, her voice slightly unsteady despite her attempt to sound firm.
"Can't you think of anything else!?"
Rain shrugged with a carefree look. "Well… never mind. If you don't want to—"
'Hehe… just fall for it already,' he thought, waiting for the exact reaction he wanted.
He turned slightly as if to end it. "No need to argue anymore."
"I-I didn't say!" she blurted out, her face still flushed, eyes avoiding his as her voice came out in a mix of embarrassment and stubbornness.
'Gotcha! Just how good I can be,' Rain thought, clearly proud of himself.
She continued, swallowing slightly, "T-that… I didn't want to…"
"Ah, is that so—then—" Rain said, a teasing expression forming.
He suddenly grabbed her face firmly.
She gasped, caught off guard, her thoughts freezing for a moment. 'Ahh… a kiss?'
The distance between them closed rapidly.
Sarah instinctively shut her eyes, her breath hitching as tension filled the moment—waiting for what was about to come next.
But at the last moment, Rain's grip tightened—not in aggression, but just enough to squish her soft cheeks slightly as he tilted his head.
"You really want to do it, don't you?" he said calmly.
"Hue…" her reaction escaped before she could stop it, completely caught off guard.
Rain's eyes narrowed slightly. "Your head is full of sex, huh?"
"L-let go of me!" she protested, voice shaking slightly as she tried to pull away, still flustered.
Rain tilted his head, studying her for a moment. 'She looks cute… like an adorable puppy.'
"Who said that!?" she snapped immediately, catching his expression.
"It's written all over your face," Rain replied bluntly.
He then straightened up, releasing her cheek with a casual shrug.
"Anyway." she said.
As she turned away slightly with a small pout, she quickly snatched the liquor flasks back.
"I'm taking these."
'This idiot… hmph!' she thought, clearly still irritated.
But just as she moved to step back—
Rain suddenly grabbed her wrist again.
"Hey," he said, voice quieter now, "don't be angry like that."
He pulled her back gently—no roughness this time, just a steady motion.
Before she could react, the distance closed completely.
A soft, unexpected kiss landed between them, light and fleeting, more like a passing moment than anything forceful.
When he pulled back, Rain looked at her with the same calm expression as before, as if nothing dramatic had happened at all— atleast not yet!