Campus Affairs 1-2

Although many people say my name sounds impressive, I'm actually just an ordinary high school student

. My grades are average, I don't have any special talents, I like playing basketball, I often sneak out of school after school to go to internet cafes to play video games, I have all the typical teenage anxieties, I'm not the worst student in my class, but I'm not the best either.

Just that ordinary.

After the second semester of my junior year, the college entrance exams for the seniors were over, and the school gradually began to focus on us. Not only did all the teachers noticeably increase the intensity of their teaching, but even our rookie homeroom teacher, after consulting with other experienced teachers, started implementing a peer tutoring system in the class, commonly known as "study buddies."

The rules were simple: the student with the highest exam score tutored the student with the lowest score, the second-highest score tutored the second-to-last student, and so on. The two students in a group would sit next to each other for easy discussion. Finally, based on grades and other considerations, three pairs were combined into a six-person group for mutual tutoring and support.

If two students in a study buddy program are at the top and bottom of the class respectively, their teaching roles are obvious: the higher-achieving student teaches the lower-achieving one. However, in a middle-achieving group like mine, it's not necessarily a one-way tutoring arrangement.

For example, my study buddy, Zhou Yizhen, ranked 17th in the class in the last midterm exam, while I ranked 23rd—the rankings were actually quite close. Her strength was math, while she was weaker than me in Chinese and social studies, so I ended up tutoring her in the humanities subjects.

Zhou Yizhen is a very quiet girl with fair skin, shoulder-length hair, and a petite figure. Because I like playing basketball, she's even shorter than my shoulder.

She usually sits in the classroom reading, occasionally chatting with friends, living in two completely separate worlds from mine. In fact, before we became study buddies, I had never spoken to her.

Fortunately, she wasn't shy and could chat with me naturally, so our communication was quite harmonious after we became study buddies.

That day after school, because there was a math quiz the next day, I asked Yizhen to borrow my class notes to copy. She kindly stayed behind and waited for me to finish.

The classroom was empty except for the sound of me copying and her turning pages.

I was increasingly confused by a problem about finding the tangent to a circle. I didn't understand how several of the equations in her textbook were derived.

"Hey, Yizhen, I still don't quite understand the tangent formula. What's inside this square root?"

I turned to my study partner for help.

Hearing this, Yizhen got up and walked to my desk, leaning over to look at where I was pointing.

"Where, let me see... Oh, this is the formula for the distance from a point to a line. I clearly wrote it here."

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and glared at me, pretending to be angry.

As her hair swayed, it emitted a very pleasant scent. I often smelled it when we discussed our homework in the past, so I guessed it was her shampoo.

"Ah, right. Wait, but if that's the case, shouldn't those two unknowns be substituted into the correct position? The values are wrong."

"How could that be... Huh?"

Yi-zhen blinked, seemingly noticing the mistake I pointed out.

"Wait a minute, hold on a second."

She said, intently checking the equations in her textbook, her large eyes scanning the words line by line.

"Right?" I boasted smugly.

"Quiet, don't make a sound." She said without looking up.

My smugness was mercilessly silenced by her, so I could only snort and listlessly turn my gaze away.

It would have been better if I hadn't looked.

I discovered that Yi-zhen, who was bending over to check the equations, had her uniform collar wide open, revealing her underwear.

Looking closely, I could even see her pale yellow bra, and her nipples peeking out from the loose seams.

Although high school girls often accidentally expose themselves, we boys were happy to feast our eyes. Yizhen is usually quiet and doesn't make any big movements. When we discuss things, we mostly sit in our seats, and she rarely leans over me. So I've never really had a chance to see her bare chest.

Realizing her chest was right in front of me, a jolt of electricity shot from my tailbone to my head, making my head spin and filling me with a wicked thrill.

I swallowed hard, glancing nervously at her. I saw she was still intently reading the equations, muttering to herself.

I yawned casually, shifted my position, and moved a little closer to her. Normally, I wouldn't get too close to her. Although she's my study partner, that's all we've ever been in. Besides, I'm not the kind of person who would casually touch a girl.

But in this situation, I had no other choice. Both reason and impulse compelled me to get closer to her, to steal a glimpse of the secret world revealed by her open collar.

As I approached her, the first thing I noticed was that the scent of her shampoo was stronger; it must have been some kind of floral fragrance, but now it became an alluring scent that tempted me to commit a crime.

I tilted my head back slightly and lowered my eyes, finally able to clearly see her underwear and what was inside.

Yizhen's breasts weren't large, but her bra was ill-fitting, making it very easy to see her pink nipples lying quietly on the bra lining.

Using the porn I'd seen as a comparison, for her breast size, her areolas were quite large, and a large part of the front of her breasts was tinged with a slightly darker pink, with the nipples slightly swollen, looking somewhat fleshy, very soft, and incredibly erotic.

Her skin was naturally fair, completely different from the sun-kissed skin of us men, and her chest area, protected by clothes and underwear and not exposed to the sun, was even whiter, like tofu pudding in a colloquial way.

From her collarbone down, past her armpits, her small, delicate breasts, to her areolas and nipples, the perfect curves flowed seamlessly, a masterpiece of nature, captivating my gaze.

Suddenly, I wished I could be reborn as a bra.

"Hey, Xiao Li." Yi Zhen called out to me, startling me so much I almost jumped.

"Huh? Wh...what's wrong?" I feigned composure, looking at her calmly, desperately praying she wouldn't notice.

"It seems I really did get the numbers wrong on this question, haha, I wrote too fast, and you still caught me, not bad." She chuckled, poking my shoulder.

"Haha, not at all, my study partner is a great teacher." I quickly smiled apologetically, seemingly unaware that she had been staring intently at her nipples.

"Oh, you're quite the smooth talker." Yi-zhen chuckled. "Hey, can I borrow your eraser? I'm going to recalculate now, and I'll teach you while I'm at it."

Normally, I would probably say to her, "Huh? No way, go get your own!" and playfully bicker like that, but right now I couldn't wait for her to stay at my desk.

"Oh...oh, okay, eraser, eraser, I've got it, here you go."

I immediately handed her the eraser, putting on an innocent smile.

"Thanks," she said, erasing the equations from her textbook.

Her erasing sent my blood pressure soaring to off the charts.

To erase the large areas of writing, her movements with the eraser were quite forceful; even just moving her arm affected her body.

Her soft breasts swayed back and forth with her erasing motion, visible beneath her collar.

I hadn't noticed when she was still, but now I realized just how soft Yi-zhen's breasts were.

Even without touching them, the undulating shape was unmistakable.

Were all girls' breasts this soft? Or was Yi-zhen an exception?

As her breasts swayed like jelly, her adorable little nipples rubbed against the lining of her bra, making my blood boil even more. My penis, already hard enough to never be during a night of watching porn, was painfully constricted by her school uniform trousers.

After she wiped the writing off her textbook, the vibration of her breasts stopped. Then she picked up her pen and began to rewrite the equations on the page.

"Come on, let me teach you."

My eyes immediately left her nipples and met her gaze again, nodding leisurely.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Professor Zhou, the math master."

"What Professor Zhou? Don't talk nonsense." Yizhen smiled, looking very happy. "Let me think...okay, you see, first of all, this problem requires us to find the tangent line at a point outside the circle. There are several formulas that will definitely be used for this type of problem, so you need to memorize them. Also, like the teacher said, for problems like this where you can draw a diagram, it's best to draw the diagram first—"

Although I felt bad for Yizhen, I didn't hear a word of her earnest explanation. When her gaze returned to the textbook, I immediately continued to stare intently at her nipples peeking out from her collar.

The writing motion wasn't as pronounced as when she was erasing, but her occasional slight movements caused her small, cute breasts to vibrate gently, which looked even more alluring than large movements.

As I listened to Yizhen's soft voice so close to my face, inhaled her fragrance, and stared at her pink nipples, I desperately wanted to pull down my pants and frantically masturbate my already painfully hard penis.

How wonderful it would be if I could touch, lick, or even roughly fondle Yizhen's breasts!

My mind involuntarily began to imagine myself sucking on Yizhen's nipples, while I pretended to stretch and used my hand to press on my penis to relieve the throbbing discomfort.

"Is this all right?"

"Mmm, no problem."

While Yizhen explained, I would occasionally add a few "mmm," "oh," or "oh" responses, making her think I was still watching her calculations, and calmly brushing off her questions.

I think she probably has no idea that she's currently being stripped naked and fondled by me in my mind.

Suddenly, I snapped back to reality and realized that the surroundings had become quiet, and Yizhen's voice had stopped.

"Yizhen? Oh? What's wrong—"

I looked at her in confusion, only to find that she was still staring at her math textbook, but her eyes were wandering and her face was flushed.

I blinked, and it took me a beat to realize—

okay, it seems she found out that I was peeping at her exposed breasts.

A tingling sensation, completely different from before, hit the back of my head, and my excited blood instantly cooled down.

What should I do? Cover it up? How can I cover it up?

Say that I was thinking about something and not paying attention? Who would stare at a classmate's nipples and think about something?

Or should I just say that I was looking at the flowers and trees outside the window? Would she believe such a bluff?

No, this is no longer a question of whether she believes me or not. I have to find a reason to get out of this, otherwise if she tells other girls that I was fantasizing about her breasts while she was teaching me math, I might as well give up my high school life, or even my life...

No matter what, I have to find a reason...

My cold sweat soaked the back of my school uniform. When I finally managed to come up with a reason to cover it up, I realized I'd missed my chance to explain.

An awkward silence filled the air for several seconds before she finally spoke softly.

"You...you saw it, didn't you..."

Her voice was softer than I'd ever heard before, almost like she was about to cry.

"See...see what?" I asked blankly. This time I wasn't pretending; I just didn't know what to say, so I just went along with her.

"My...my..." She turned her flushed face away, "...my breasts."

Sure enough, she'd been found out.

Goodbye, my vibrant high school life; goodbye, my bright future. Thank you, Mom and Dad, for raising me. Your unworthy child is leaving first.

With a resigned "Mmm," I nodded, too lazy to even offer an explanation.

But Yi-zhen's attitude was different from what I'd expected.

I thought he'd slap me and yell at me, calling me a pervert, but instead, she just straightened up, awkwardly adjusted her uniform, and looked at the person next to her, her face flushed.

"I knew it... you guys are all perverts."

"Huh?" I looked at her blankly.

"I mean, you guys always sneak peeks at girls... when they're not looking! Humph, every single one of you is the same!"

"Eh? You know about this?" I blinked.

Peeking at girls' collars and cuffs is a common practice among guys, that's true, but I didn't know girls noticed it too.

"Of course, you idiot, your gazes are so obvious, everyone knows!"

"Y-yes..."

"Even though we didn't take proper precautions, we're also at fault, but could you please not look so openly? It's... so embarrassing!"

Embarrassed? Uh, so she was just embarrassed?

"If you guys want to see breasts so badly, why don't you just look at your own! You perverts!"

"No," I couldn't help but say, "It's precisely because boys' and girls' breasts are different that we want to see girls' breasts..."

The mention of 'the breasts of a classmate's girl's breasts' was a huge plus, but I didn't say it aloud.

"What's different? You have what we have, don't you?" she said, blushing.

"Of course they're different, ours... ours... are so small!"

I had no idea what I was saying; I was just throwing out whatever words came to mind, but these nonsensical remarks seemed to strike a chord with Yizhen.

She burst out laughing, her brows, which had been furrowed with embarrassment, relaxed, leaving only a blush on her face.

"Mine are small too," she said with a laugh.

"Uh... it's not that simple. Besides, even if yours are small, they're still bigger than mine, right?"

Although I still didn't understand the situation, I figured I wouldn't be ruined for peeking at her breasts, so I started to speak more boldly.

"Y-yes, that's right... Hey, how can you say a girl's breasts are 'small'? That's rude!"

"Uh, sorry..."

She didn't seem to realize how erotic our topic was. Openly discussing breast size with a girl was already making my heart pound, let alone the fact that the girl was my classmate whom I had just carefully examined her nipples.

Yi-zhen tilted her head, looking at my chest, and said something shocking.

"Hey, Xiao-Li, Xiao-Li, can I see your breasts too?"

This time I was really shocked. Was this Bei-Qi trying to seduce San-Xiao?

I instinctively clutched my chest, terrified. "Are you crazy? Why? No way! What's so interesting about a guy's chest?"

"I really want to see what a guy's chest looks like," she pouted.

"Then go home and look at your dad's!"

"What are you talking about! How could I possibly go to my dad and say, 'Hey, Dad, let me see your chest!'"

That's true, her dad might have a heart attack.

"No... or... or you could just search online. There are so many pictures online, even magazines have them, male models and stuff, they're everywhere, right?"

"I mean, take a closer look. The pictures might be edited, and there are real people around, why not look?"

I looked at Yizhen incredulously.

"I don't want to, I refuse,"

I said firmly.

She put her hands on her hips, striking a fierce pose.

"Do you have the right to refuse?"

"Huh?"

"You were just looking at mine for so long!" she said angrily, her face flushing again.

I choked on my words.

Now that you think about it, I don't really have any grounds to refuse her. To some extent, even if she threatened me to eat poop, I would have to bite the bullet and eat it anyway. She just wanted to see my chest, so it doesn't seem like a bad deal at all.

She stood in front of me with great interest, watching me unbutton my shirt one button at a time.

Although I'm a guy and it's not a problem for me to go to class shirtless, I still felt very shy. If it were just taking off my clothes normally, it would be fine, but when the purpose is 'to show other people my chest,' I think the feeling of shyness is the same for both men and women.

"Okay, look."

I threw my shirt on the table, put my hands behind my back, turned my face away, and let Yi-zhen stare at my chest.

"Wow, wow, you have pectoral muscles! Although they're only a little bit."

Yi-zhen seemed to have completely forgotten her shyness just now, and was just excitedly looking my chest

up and down. Starting from the outline of the pectoral muscles, from the neck up to the abdomen, Yi-zhen carefully examined everything, as if I were a mannequin in the infirmary, or a real specimen.

Unconsciously, I felt a strange pleasure mixed with shame.

"Hey, you have so much hair on your nipples."

"Mind your own business!"

"And they're so dark."

"Just look quietly!"

"Can I touch them?"

"No!" " You're

so stingy."

Yi-Zhen stared at my chest for a minute, her face showing only interest, without any other erotic thoughts.

If the roles were reversed, a man staring at a woman's breasts for that long would definitely be horny, the physiological structures between men and women are really unfair.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of her nipples, which I had just seen. I

wanted to see them again...

A terrible idea surfaced in my mind. Since the object was Yi-Zhen... judging from her reaction just now, maybe...

I swallowed hard. Since things had come to this, I might as well go for it.

"Yizhen, you've been looking for too long!"

"Huh? No way, you were just..."

"I, I was just sneaking a peek, and... and you're looking openly now, I didn't even see clearly!"

"Wait, that's not how it works—"

"No way, that's not fair, I have to see yours too."

"Huh?"

She was startled, panicked, and her face flushed again.

"You clearly saw it just now!"

"I was just peeking, and from the neckline, so I couldn't see clearly at all." I shamelessly argued, "By that logic, I should have let you only peek from the neckline a few times, instead of letting you look so carefully. Since you've already looked at my entire chest carefully, then theoretically I should also look at yours, that would be reasonable, right?"

"No, no, no, that's not reasonable at all, it's so unreasonable..." "

What's unreasonable about it?" I retorted, "I showed you mine, so you should show me yours too."

"But, but... I'm a girl!"

Her obvious panic made me even more convinced that this was feasible, there was a chance...

"Come on, I've heard this reason to death. This is an era of gender equality. You're asking me to endure this unfairness just because 'you're a girl'? That's not right, is it?"

"But... but..." She bit her lower lip, as if she wanted to refute me, but couldn't come up with a coherent argument.

"Hurry up! You watched for at least two minutes, so I should watch for two minutes too. Okay, okay, I peeked just now, it was my fault. As compensation, you can let me watch for one and a half minutes."

"Huh...huh?"

Yi-zhen was clearly hesitant. She knew perfectly well that this was completely unreasonable, yet I had her speechless. She blushed so much her ears turned red.

After a long while, she looked away and slowly said,

"Only...only this once..."

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