My High School Life (Part 4, First Semester) Author: Hideaki Gotsawa

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Author : Hideaki Hou Ryuzawa Word Count :
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**************** ... My high school life, and even my life, changed drastically from the day the new system came into effect … ********** ... "Ugh, do you understand now or not? You're so stupid!" I said, feigning impatience. She gently bit her full, rosy lower lip with her front teeth, breathing heavily through her nose. Seeing her angry yet unable to argue was rather amusing . She habitually tucked her right side of her hair behind her ear, and my nose was less . Looking at her profile, I noticed a blush spreading from her cheeks, slowly reaching her exposed right ear, and then extending to her originally fair neck. Being at such close range, it really did give me the urge to take a bite . My relationship with her seems to be getting closer, but my girlfriend and I... I don't know when it started, but problems have arisen between us. Last time in a general education class, although we didn't do anything naughty because someone was next to us, we still cuddled together affectionately . But it seems like from the next day on the bus, she seemed different. She seemed to be hiding something, and when I asked her what was wrong, she said nothing was wrong. Even lately , she's often absent-minded during lunch together. I realized I haven't seen her smiling, moon-like eyes in ages. Has my girlfriend noticed the change between us? ********** ... I secretly planned to find Yanxuan during free time later to play in the water and teach her how to swim, hoping to make her smile again. I had changed into my swim trunks long ago and was sitting outside the changing room with Aliang and the others, commenting on the figures and swimsuits of the girls who had just entered. Suddenly, I saw my chair partner—Weirong—coming out of the changing room with her group of girlfriends . Weirong was wearing a pink two-piece bikini, the kind with a lot of fabric. The bra was a single piece of fabric that extended from the top of the cups to the back of her neck and tied together, revealing her fair back. Below, in addition to her swim trunks, she wore a pink mini skirt of the same fabric, which vaguely revealed her thighs and buttocks. But everyone's focus was still on her rather large breasts, which jiggled as she walked. Although there was a lot of fabric, it had a gathering effect, revealing a third of her breasts and squeezing them into a deep cleavage. Aliang couldn't help but secretly nudge me with his elbow; he must be extremely jealous that I had such a chair partner. Not long after, Yanxuan and her best friend Mengzhen came out together, causing gasps of surprise not only from the boys but also from the girls . Yanxuan, usually a well-behaved and introverted student, was wearing a very daring bikini, just like her best friend—I think it must have been her friend's idea. The top was made of light blue fabric with yellow trim, just two small triangles, so small that even her side breasts were slightly exposed. Thin yellow straps were tied around her neck and back; if one knot came undone, her breasts would be exposed. The bottom was also a matching triangle, with very little fabric; from behind, half of her buttocks could be seen protruding. I saw her shyly looking around as if searching for someone. When our eyes met, she surprisingly smiled—a smile I hadn't seen in a long time. But just as she walked towards me, the gym teacher blew his whistle, calling everyone to gather . I was certain my girlfriend had wanted to talk to me, so I tried my best to squeeze past the other students in the group, hoping to reach her. But then I heard the teacher say, "Today in swimming class, we're going to teach you how to kick. You'll need to pair up. Luckily, you all have chair partners this semester. Find your partners, get in the water, and then line up at the edge of the pool!" "Hey, where are you going? Go down this way!" Before I could even squeeze past Yanxuan, Weirong grabbed me and pulled me down the ladder into the pool. The teacher told the boys to start, holding onto the edge with their arms straight, kicking with their legs to keep themselves afloat . The girls assisted, supporting the boys' stomachs if they sank. Since I can swim, this was no problem for me. A few minutes later, the boys and girls switched roles. This time, Weirong was holding onto the edge and kicking. I thought this little girl...

She's very active, so she should be able to swim, but surprisingly, she's a terrible swimmer. She kept sinking and seemed to have trouble holding her breath,
almost choking.

"You deliberately didn't hold me, did you? You almost made me choke!" she said, stopping a little angrily.

I quickly placed my hands on her stomach as Wei Rong kicked the water again. This was the second time I'd touched her
stomach ; the first time was through her uniform, this time I was directly touching her smooth skin underwater. Because she wasn't very
balanced, I often accidentally touched the lower edge of her breasts, and just from that fleeting touch, I could tell they were really
big and soft.

"It tickles! Don't tickle my stomach when I can't fight back, okay?
You'll see in a minute!" she said as she stopped to rest.

"I didn't! You told me to hold you!" Before we finished arguing, the teacher made everyone
switch . Next, while I was kicking the water with my arms outstretched, she kept secretly poking my armpits, making me swallow several
mouthfuls of water.

Finally, after several rounds of practice, the teacher said that was enough for today's lesson, and everyone could have free time to
play in the water . The students cheered and dispersed. I was still searching for Yanxuan among the scattered students
when she called me back. "Hey, Tingyu and the others said they want to play horseback riding and war, you hurry up and be my horse
!" Weirong pulled me.

"Why should I be the horse!?"

"Because you're my chair partner. Hurry up, all the other chair partners are participating, don't let them down!"

So, half-heartedly, I was forced to join their game. At the same time, I think I caught a glimpse of
Yanxuan being pulled by her chair partner to a less crowded, deeper area.

The rules of the game were this: the boys had to carry the girls on their backs, either walking or swimming, from
one side to the other, and the first team to reach the other side won. During the competition, the girls riding "horses" could also splash water or pull
other groups to hinder their progress.

The competition began under the blazing summer sun. The girls splashed water on each other non-stop, with screams and laughter
rising and falling. I was splashed so much that I couldn't open my eyes, and since I was holding onto her leg, I couldn't wipe my eyes. I could only
wander aimlessly in the water.

"Where are you going? Over here," she said behind my ear.

"Help me wipe my eyes too, I can't see the road!"

Only then did she stop splashing water, put her left hand on my shoulder, leaned forward, and gently
wiped the water from my eyes with her right hand. I then felt her whole body pressed against me, feeling her
soft breasts against my back. With her hand and the rhythm of her body, her breasts
rubbed against my back. Unexpectedly, even in the cold water, I got hard again.

Then I quickly caught up, taking long strides in the water, and finally caught up with the others. I
noticed that after the halfway point, the water had gotten quite deep; even I had to stand on tiptoe to reach the bottom. She
and the other students who were getting closer kept splashing water, occasionally pulling and tugging at each other playfully. Suddenly, one of them hit too hard, and she
slipped off my back and sank into the water. Seeing her frantically waving her arms in the water, I quickly supported her from the front, supporting her waist with both hands and pulling her to the surface. In her panic, she wrapped her arms around my neck and clung tightly to me, her legs wrapped around my waist
like a koala . "Are you alright? Did you choke?" I asked, clearing the water droplets from her eyes. When she opened her eyes, her bright eyes blinked at me, and our noses were almost touching . Suddenly, she blushed and buried her head in my left shoulder. This was the first time we had hugged face to face. "Are you okay? I'll keep going then!" I pretended to ignore the awkwardness. We continued moving forward slowly in this koala-like embrace. I held her bottom with both hands, afraid she would slip, but actually, my newly erect penis was also nestled in her soft vulva, dutifully sharing the weight of her support. I never expected we could be so closely connected during PE class outside the classroom. Perhaps it was just a habit, but she didn't say anything, though she held me a little tighter; I wondered if she was still shaken from falling into the water. Finally, we reached the shore, and we were last. Her classmates , who had been playing wildly, even wanted to turn back and race again, but the teacher just blew the whistle, ending today's swimming class. And me, I still hadn't spoken to my girlfriend . ********** ... I suddenly felt a surge of anger, but then I remembered how close I'd gotten to Wei Rong lately. Maybe she'd seen us being a little intimate, maybe she felt jealous and upset too. So I calmed myself down and sent her a text message: "Xuan, can we meet at our usual spot? I want to talk to you." Unexpectedly, my girlfriend, still in his arms, only glanced at the message before putting her phone down and continuing their discussion about their homework. Seeing her reaction, I couldn't hold back any longer, but I couldn't just rush up and confront her about why she was ignoring me, especially since our relationship wasn't public knowledge in class. I thought I had to talk to her about it after class today. Usually after school, I'd play basketball with A Liang and the others, while some of the more diligent students would go to tutoring after class, or even stay after school to study if they didn't have classes there. Therefore, we rarely had the chance to walk home together after school. Several times lately, after playing basketball, I deliberately waited at the bus stop for her usual study time, hoping to take the same bus home, but I never saw her. I remembered that Yanxuan shouldn't have tutoring today, so I timed it perfectly and arrived at the bus stop early to wait for her. Watching the students coming and going after class, I waited for a long time but still didn't see her. I wondered if she had already gone home early, or if she was still studying in the classroom? Undeterred, I silently walked a long way back to school. When I got to our floor, I saw a pair of classmates leaving the classroom. When I got to the back door of the classroom, I peeked inside and saw that only one pair of students remained: Yanxuan and that bookworm He Yumin. And they were even sitting together on their chairs, just like during class! I honestly didn't remember the teacher mentioning that the hour of self-study with a chair partner after school needed to be continued...

Sitting together, was I mistaken? But even if I was, there were no teachers watching, and the whole classroom
was empty. Why were they sitting together? Suppressing my doubts and jealousy, I quietly
crouched down and entered the classroom, hiding behind the desks and chairs in the last row to see what they were doing.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that Yanxuan's skirt wasn't folded properly when she sat down; it was spread out, covering their pressed
legs and lower bodies. The thought of my girlfriend's underwear possibly being pressed against by that guy made me very annoyed.

"Xiaoxuan, they're all gone. I... I'm going to start!" he whispered in my girlfriend's ear.

"Mmm," she responded in a voice I could barely hear.

I saw him put down his pen, reach under the desk to support my girlfriend's slender waist, and slightly move his legs and
buttocks. At first, I thought he just wanted to stretch because his legs were sore, but once he started moving, he didn't stop.

'Xuan, don't you know what he's doing?' I wondered to myself.

At first, his girlfriend held a pen, seemingly copying his notes. But after about five minutes of this subtle
movement , she put down her pen, her hands slumped on the table, her upper body leaning back slightly,
her head tilted back. His nose was pressed tightly against her ear, as if he were inhaling
the scent of her hair. From my angle, it looked like they were kissing, one after the other.

His movements grew more and more intense, so much so that the old chair creaked. I couldn't
believe that after ten minutes, his girlfriend still didn't know his intentions. Did she know, yet condone his
actions? When did my once pure and lovely girlfriend become like this?

His left arm continued to encircle her, while his right hand slowly slid down to the hem of her skirt, gently lifting it and
reaching inside to caress her smooth thigh. The classroom was filled with the creaking of the chair
and their increasingly rapid breathing. This was the second time I'd heard her moan softly. The first time was during our brief, intimate moment in
computer class, our only truly intimate encounter.

"Oh...it feels so good, Xiaoxuan."

"Mmm..." My girlfriend responded with a soft, sweet voice.

Their lower bodies were making intimate contact beneath her skirt, something I couldn't see. As his thrusts intensified,
the chair creaked loudly, and my girlfriend, on top of him, trembled violently.
Her hands, which had been resting on the table, were now gripping the corners tightly. Her long eyelashes trembled above her closed eyes, and
her lips parted slightly.

"Oh...mmm...oh...mmm...mmm..." With each increase in his thrusts, she would
inadvertently let out a sound.

"Oh...Xiaoxuan, I can't take it anymore!" He thrust even harder.

My girlfriend put a hand to her mouth, biting the back of her hand lightly, as if reminding herself not to relax, to
hold back from making a sound.

"Ah...ah...oh...it's...it's coming out!" After thrusting for several seconds, he suddenly pushed hard
and finally stopped. His girlfriend, though silent, was trembling on his legs,
shaking spasmodically, unable to even grip the edge of the table.

The classroom returned to silence, but seeing this scene, I felt as if I heard my heart shatter into pieces.

"Remember, about the tutoring class."

"Yeah."

"I'm leaving now, you pack up."

Before he left, I quickly and quietly slipped out of the classroom, hiding in the stairwell above. My heart was in turmoil. I
wanted to go downstairs and ask her what happened while she was alone. But I was also afraid that if she knew I had witnessed everything,
it would embarrass her, and perhaps lead to worse consequences.

I continued upstairs, climbing to the rooftop, our little haven together. Gazing at the quiet
campus as dusk fell, I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. ( End of

Chapter 4, to be continued )

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