Ever since enrolling, I've had a crush on my senior, Arina. I joined the literature club hoping to get closer to her, but over time the other members gradually dropped out, leaving just the two of us. Though our club was small and struggling, both of us made it to the final round of the national spring literature competition. We were supposed to stay at a hotel near the event venue, but due to a mix-up, I ended up sharing a room with her. "It's fine, don't worry about it," she said kindly, accepting the situation. In that confined space, she gently took the lead, guiding me through my nervousness. With only the two of us alone together, tension and anticipation intertwine in an intimate unfolding scenario.