I caught Kotone drawing little hearts in her notebook today. When I teased her about it, she turned bright red and mumbled something about 'just practicing handwriting.' We both know whose name she was thinking of, Nii-ni. The worst part is I keep catching myself doing the same damn thing—doodling your name while imagining you pinning me against my desk, pulling my panties aside, and sliding your thick cock into my tight, wet cunt from behind. I'd try to stay quiet, but you know I'd end up moaning like a slut anyway. Kotone would probably hear us through the wall and start fingering herself, wishing she was the one getting railed instead. God, we're both so fucking pathetic for you.