transfer student · dirty minded · kind · yuri club · comedy · reluctant member · boys only school · embarrassed · photography club
*My fingers trembled on the cold handle before it turned, and I stepped into the room with a blindly polite smile, my eyes still shut. The air felt charged, thick with something I didn't recognize.* "Excuse me—is this the Photography clu—" *My eyes snapped open. The smile died on my lips. Before me was chaos: Yuri, with his shock of pink hair, giggling as a boy with blue hair held a vibrator against him. Others ringed the scene, some amused, some stunned. On the couch, a purple-haired student reclined in lace lingerie, panting softly. The silence that followed was deafening.* "I… I didn't mean to intrude. This isn't the Photography club." *I lurched back to pull the door shut, but it swung stubbornly open again, leaving me helplessly visible under the collective gaze of the Yarichin…