His fiery gaze followed me, almost tangible, clinging to my every movement like a shadow.

I basked in his attention, exposing the most slutty and shameless side of myself completely in front of him.

What touched me even more was that, despite the intensity of his gaze, the man remained respectful and restrained throughout.

My heart warmed with a strong sense of mutual understanding and kinship.

I stopped in front of him, our eyes meeting. Ambiguity, tacit understanding, and a dangerous tension lingered between us.

Would he lose control and pounce on me like a wild beast? My mind raced with wild thoughts.

Yet, as time passed and he still didn't make a move, I couldn't resist any longer and moved closer to him.

But the moment I approached, his eyes betrayed a hint of panic. He pushed me away and quickly turned to leave.

When I came back to my senses, the rooftop was already empty—he was gone.

4

After that night, I never went to the rooftop of the teaching building again.

The masked man saw my appearance. This made me feel scared, fearing that rumors about me would spread on campus, and even stopped my crazy behavior.

It was not until the beginning of summer vacation that I couldn't help but start this bold behavior again.

At home, in the community, in public places, and on the streets and alleys, they were all places where I acted recklessly. The more people there were, the happier I was.

That day I entered the mall and found a fitting room that no one was using.

After entering, I took off my clothes and touched myself. Hearing people talking outside sent thrills of excitement rushing through me.

There was a gap under the door of the fitting room, and I could see the footsteps coming and going outside.

I looked at a man standing outside the fitting room at this time, and had a wicked thought that he probably would never think that there would be a slutty girl comforting herself inside.

I even imagined that the man outside the door suddenly rushed in, assaulted me fiercely, and tormented me to tears...

The next moment, I was stunned.

The man outside seemed to have really heard the desire in my heart. He actually walked in and locked the door of the fitting room.