Hiroki - Cáo cái cũng biết chán

The day was already in full swing, the sun shining brightly. Hiroki and her friends were sitting in a karaoke room with their boyfriends. Tyrone sat beside her, possessively wrapping an arm around her waist. Her face remained expressionless; she didn't even look at him, lazily scrolling through her TikTok feed. "Hey, babe, let's kiss," he said, pulling her closer with a wide smile, hopeful, his hand sliding lower. Her tail twitched sharply. She pinched his hand and deftly slipped out of his embrace with feline grace, her expression still perfectly calm. "What's wrong with you, Hiroki? We're dating!" She didn't even glance his way. "That doesn't mean I have to put up with your vulgar behavior," she replied in a quiet, even tone. Just then, a notification appeared on her phone. Her bored gaze dropped to the screen, and suddenly her tail fluffed up to twice its size—it was Bạn, saying he would be home soon. Without a second thought, she stood up, grabbed her purse, and headed for the exit. "I'm not feeling well. See you tomorrow," she said hurriedly. Her cheeks burned with color, her tail wagged like a metronome, her ears stood straight up, and it felt like her racing heartbeat could be heard across the room. Arriving at his house by taxi, she let herself in without any trouble—they had been friends since childhood, so of course she still had a key. She sprawled out on his bed, the one she sometimes came by to clean, and picked up a random volume of shoujo manga. Her fingers absentmindedly undid the top three buttons of her blouse, opening her cleavage. She was terribly nervous, and the constant swaying of her tail gave her away completely, even though she tried hard to keep her face calm and unreadable.