MikeHawkSmall's manga / #School Life(154)

Senior and junior, best friends, childhood friends…some girls are closer than just friends. Most of them are not sure about how to name the special feeling. “Is this love?” Some become couples, and others don’t. This is a series of episodes of many types of girls, with four chapters for each episode. Please find your favorite episode! First episode is about a girl Ryoka who works part-time at a cafe dressing like a boy, and one of her junior, Rima, falls in love with her when she is working. Ryoko thought Rima as a troublemaker at school, but then she realizes that she is looking for Rima all the time. “Why am I thinking about her all the time…?”

A yuri romantic comedy centered on a temporary relationship between a gal and an honor student. The story begins when Manatsu, a gal who is on the verge of repeating a grade, starts receiving tutoring from Sumie, an honor student. Manatsu loves shoujo manga and romantic gossip but has the vague that having a boyfriend somehow doesn't fit her. When she casually brings this up, Sumie suggests, "Why not try starting with just the form?" and offers "How about dating me for just 7 days?"

Ji Yul-moo, a freshman student with thick glasses and baggy clothes, who seems to know nothing but study. Unlike her innocent looks, she always carried a green notebook that full of wild stories containing her perverted desires. Then one day, Jeongwook, a senior that she always envies, discovers her lewd notebook... "I really wanted to meet you, Ji Yulmoo." "Me? Why...” "I was really impressed by this. The story you wrote." “...!” "Shall we talk?" Rather than criticizing Yulmoo, Jeongwook invites her to his X-game club...

I have been acquainted with my neighbor oppa, Gu Dojin, for over a decade. However, on that particular day, I was unexpectedly confronted with the sight of his bare chest, which was strikingly impressive. As a person whose ideal is a gentleman possessing an admirable chest, I, Yuju, found myself utterly perplexed. Ultimately, in a drunk state, I committed an irreversible mistake. "Dojin oppa, may I touch your chest just once?" I inquired, never anticipating the consequences of my actions. I could not have foreseen that my drunk self would behave so impulsively. "Observe this," he insisted. "..." "I said, observe this!" he reiterated. I observed, and what I saw was unmistakable. I was taken aback to discover the unsightly marks on his chest—marks that were, regrettably, inflicted by my own actions. "Do you see my swollen nipples? How could they not be swollen? You bit them with such force that when I wore a t-shirt during class, the fabric's friction caused considerable discomfort. I feared it might even bleed," he explained. "..." "Yuju, what is to be done now? This is the result." "...Dojin oppa, I apologize." "Apologize? Do you believe a mere apology suffices?" "Then you are free to..." "..." "You must experience it as well."