Eagerly waiting, the girl succumbs to exhaustion and drowsiness, drifting into unconsciousness. Her sleeping body lies completely exposed, defenseless, with soft, inviting thighs visible from every angle, unconsciously stirring deep emotions. Since she's someone I've never paid much attention to before, the sudden attraction feels even more intense. Leaning closer to examine her face, her skin feels unimaginably soft—so smooth and delicate it seems like my hand would stick to her if I reached out. Before I realize it, my hand is already moving, touching her as if guided by instinct. She hasn't woken up yet, and the urge to touch her more becomes impossible to resist. I can't stop imagining what lies beneath her underwear, fantasies running wild.