Chapter 25: Yuzu’s Night – The Naughty One’s Honest Heart
Chapter 25: Yuzu's Night – The Naughty One's Honest Heart
The Confession Club was turning into something more than anyone expected.
Night after night, the rooftop became a stage for raw feelings—quiet kisses, trembling hands, whispered truths under the stars.
And now…
It was Yuzu's turn.
The class's wildest flame. The teaser. The daredevil.
The girl who laughed the loudest and flirted like breathing.
But tonight…
There was a different glint in her eyes.
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The Rooftop — 11:30 PM
Yuu found her already waiting—lying on a blanket she'd brought herself, her long legs folded, one arm behind her head.
She wore a silky pajama top that slid too easily off one shoulder, and a pair of short shorts that did nothing to hide the curve of her thighs.
"You're late, baby," she teased, licking a lollipop. "I was starting to think you were scared of me."
"I'd be dumb not to be," Yuu chuckled, stepping closer.
She patted the space next to her. "Then sit. Let's see how brave you really are."
Yuu sat down—barely a few inches away.
He could feel the heat of her body. The aura she always carried: bold, electric, charged.
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More Than a Tease
"I bet you think I'm just a walking punchline," she said suddenly, eyes still on the stars. "A joke with boobs."
Yuu blinked. "What?"
"You heard me." She sucked on the lollipop slowly, her voice lower now. Serious. "Everyone thinks I'm this crazy little thing who doesn't feel anything deep."
She turned her head.
"Even you, sometimes."
He opened his mouth—she stopped him.
"But I get it. I let them think that. Because it's easier to laugh than be real. Easier to tease than cry."
She sat up slowly, crossing her legs over his lap, her lollipop now forgotten on the blanket.
"But tonight?" she whispered. "I'm not joking."
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A Lewd and Honest Confession
Yuzu's eyes sparkled with emotion—and something more.
"I want you, Yuu," she said, voice husky. "Not just to mess around. Not just to make the others jealous. I want you."
Her fingers slid down his chest slowly, playfully—but not just to tease this time.
"To touch you like this…" Her hand traced the line of his jaw. "To be touched by you, here…" she guided his hand gently to her waist, letting him feel the softness of her skin beneath her shirt.
Her breath trembled.
"Every time you smiled at one of them, I smiled too. But inside? I wanted to cry. Because I didn't think a girl like me would ever be chosen."
She leaned in close—her lips brushing his ear.
"I thought you'd just think I was good for a laugh. Or a kiss. Or… something lewd."
Yuu's hand slowly caressed her waist—his fingers brushing under her shirt, feeling the warmth of her bare skin. Yuzu gasped softly.
"But I want more," she whispered, breath hot now. "I want your warmth. I want you to see me."
Their lips met.
And this kiss wasn't like Mina's playfulness, or Misaki's silent confession.
It was burning.
Wet.
Hungry.
Yuzu moaned softly against his mouth, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck. Her legs shifted, sliding across his thighs. Her body was pressing into him—soft, warm, and trembling with anticipation.
She broke the kiss only to whisper, "If I go too far, stop me. But if you want this—if you want me—then don't hold back."
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Moonlight Heat
The blanket was warm beneath them.
The sky wide and full of stars.
The rooftop wind cooling their flushed skin.
Yuzu's shirt slipped further down—unashamed. Her bare shoulders gleamed in the moonlight.
She laid him down now, hovering over him, hair falling like curtains around their faces.
Her voice was soft but daring:
"Tonight, I'm not Yuzu the clown. I'm Yuzu, the girl who's hopelessly, stupidly in love with you."
She leaned down, trailing her lips along his neck, chest, and ear, her breath trembling with emotion and desire.
And as her hands explored more boldly, and his own slipped under the hem of her shorts, the two of them melted into something that wasn't just physical—but intimate.
Real.
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The Afterburn
They didn't go all the way.
Not yet.
But it felt like they could have.
And when they finally lay side by side again—he holding her tight, her fingers tracing circles on his chest—Yuzu whispered:
"Promise me… even if you don't choose me in the end… you'll never forget this night."
"I won't," Yuu said, voice low. "Not a second of it."
She smiled into his shoulder.
Eyes closed.
Heart wide open.
And for once, Yuzu didn't laugh.
She just held him.
And let herself be held.
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