As night falls, the classroom's daytime clamor vanishes like a lie, enveloped in silence. In this setting, that girl also changes. Her usually hidden inner self emerges. The perverted side she had been concealing goes wild in the empty classroom. Even if there's a chance of getting caught, I can't stop the bold act of touching my hidden parts. If it escalates like this, it won't stop anymore. It'll drag in anyone and use them as an outlet for sexual desire. The classroom had turned into a love hotel, and the quiet classroom without anyone in it began to envelop the moans of a man and a woman.
