Have you ever listened to girls talking about their first time before?

Of course, the first time we’re talking about here is not something like staying late after school to study, or drinking for the first time. No, it's meant as it is in a union of body and soul; that kind of first time.

“Y-You see... The first time we did th-that... It was in school…”

The one who spoke those words was the girl in a brown school uniform, sitting on a sofa. She had a round face, large brown eyes, and silky hair that flowed down over her shoulders. Although she had a petite frame, and an impression of a modest model student, her breasts, which made the top of her school uniform rise alluringly, were neither petite nor modest.  Due to her slightly bent posture her breasts were compressed from both sides by her arms, and every time she moved, the contour of her blouse gently ruffled.

“It... It was in the Audiovisual Reference Prep Room, where we often meet up.  Since it’s now like a storage room that nobody uses anymore, we had been studying and talking together in there. And...  You see... At that place…”

Her cheeks flushed pink as though she were embarrassed. Every time she rubbed her knees against each other restlessly, her short skirt began to ride up, exposing her soft, white thighs to a dangerous height.

“We were ki-ki-kissing, but then you suddenly held me tight in your arms. Even though I was surprised, I was a little excited, and before I knew it I was pressing my body against yours. S-So, I think I might have gotten you a-a-aroused.” 

For a normal high school boy, it would've been impossible to not react to those breasts pressing against him.

“I was taken aback, but I didn’t d-dislike it, and I was a bit happy, so… I had told you it's okay to touch me if you wanted to, and then after that…”

The pink hue on her face even rose up to her ears.

“Ah, aah! I can’t say any more than this! I'm ending it there!”

After saying that, she lowered her head to her chest. Perhaps embarrassed from her own recollection; the image of her quivering with her eyes closed shut reminded one of a small animal.

“Sunbae... The first time I was embraced by your warmth was at the café where we work together.”

The next one to talk was a pure and elegant girl of a seemingly delicate constitution. As a beautiful girl who would certainly draw the attention of everyone if she were to walk down a street, her clear skin and her long, lightly coloured hair made her seem like a mystical foreigner from some other world. Dressed in a sky-blue uniform, her slim figure was impeccable, and her long, slender legs below her skirt were adorned in a pair of translucent, black stockings.

“That day, we were alone when there was a sudden power outage. Since we couldn't serve customers in the dark, we had closed the café,  and were cleaning up... But halfway through, we had gotten into an argument with each other.”

Unlike the girl that had talked before her, she did not blush. She continued in a mellow voice with a mysterious smile on her lips.

“I ran off into the break room in anger, and you came chasing after me. When I asked you if you really liked me or not, you suddenly forced me against the wall and stole my lips.”

She gently touched her light pink lips. 

The precocious allure of the girl, on top of her fragile appearance, created a strange ambiance around her.

“You probably couldn’t control your actions because you were so angry with me, but I was still defiant, and that’s when you got rougher with me.”

She closed her eyes, as though to recall her memories.

“In the end, while I was pinned against the wall, you... Ah! Any further description is dangerous, so I'll stop there. Anyway, that's what happened in my case.”

Brushing her hair behind her ears, she abruptly finished speaking. Even at the very end, she had not blushed even once.

“Oppa... The reason why you had laid your hands on me was because...”

The one to start her story after a few moments of still silence was a girl of small frame and a short, bobbed hairstyle. Although the two girls who spoke before weren't that big themselves, this girl was almost as small as a middle school— no, elementary school student. Her breasts were naturally flat, but she looked great in her black sailor suit school uniform that was quite a rarity in our country.

Even though she had an exceptionally beautiful appearance that provoked one's protective instinct, her expression was stern and her eyes were devoid of coquettishness; anybody could tell that she had a cold personality.

“You had caught me in a state of ecstasy, with my face buried in your underwear that I had just taken out of the washing machine.”

She said it expressionlessly as if it were nothing.

“Since you were always a clean person, they weren’t dirty and they didn't smell bad, but... They still had your scent. That's my secret hobby. Although it was a mistake getting caught by the actual person himself... Looking at the results, you could say that it turned out pretty well in the end.”

Saying those words, she nodded slowly. Swaying, her short black hair brushed delicately against her white cheeks.

“Unable to deal with the embarrassment, I'd made a commotion saying that I'd kill myself, and you frantically tried to calm me down. So I'd said, “Then let me see you in an embarrassing situation, too”.

As soon as those words had left her lips her white cheeks turned slightly pink.

“After I told you to drop your pants, I pushed you down on to the bed while you were helplessly confused, and then I...”

Although she was still expressionless and her voice monotonous, she couldn't hide the slight shade of red on her face. Even so, she tried to continue the story, maintaining her composure.

“W-Wait a second!”

But at that moment someone shouted and stopped her from speaking— it was the girl in the brown uniform that had talked first.

“What do you want, Yu Yuyu?”

“Don't call me that! A-And, you know... Don't you think you've been reading too many weird comic books?!”

Having stood up from the sofa, she shouted at the short-haired girl sitting on the chair across the table.

“There's no way that kind of p-p-perverted situation could happen in real life!”

“Perverted? Weren't you the one who claimed that you did obscene acts in school? That's a public place, you know? I think you're the biggest pervert here. You're number one in the World Pervert Ranking.”

“Number one?! N-No! This girl also said she did it in the café where she works! She should be number one, too!”

Ahn Kyeong-hyun.

Bigyeong High School, Second Year Class 6, Attendance Number 3.

He was ranked number one in school on the first year's second semester's finals that were held last year.

Of course, before that he was ranked number one on the second semester's midterms and the first semester's midterms and finals as well. Even in middle school, he was ranked number one in school.

Officially approved by others as the swot of swots, he's a man whose greatest reward in life is obtaining high marks on tests.

When someone asked him, “Don’t you want to get a girlfriend?” He's the one who responded, “I don't need one because she'll distract me from studying” with a disdainful look on his face.

Now begins the war of love between his three girlfriends, where surrender is not an option.