"Please let me be your bride when I grow up..." Do you remember me saying that when we were little? Kanna sneaks out of gym class to visit me in the infirmary after hearing I caught a cold. Worried about me, she says, "You get better faster from a cold if you pass it on," and gently kisses me—leading to our first time together. After school, behind the teacher's desk, the two of us freely indulge in passionate affection, taking advantage of the empty classroom. In the very room where we attend lessons every day, we slowly and tenderly make love, feeling each other's warmth. This story captures the purity of young love and the tenderness of a first intimate experience.