( 重田美琉愛 ) ─── hard thoughts
. . . perv!harua who is obsessed with looking up girls skirts in school. he's outwardly polite and unassuming, probably even the class president.. someone everyone trusts. which is exactly why nobody questions him. he likes that.
he'd always sit on the stairwell with the most foot traffic, perfectly nestled on the bottom step and leaned back at just the perfect angle to look up his innocent classmate's skirts. when girls passed by, he'd smile and sweetly say hello, then feast his eyes as he watched their skirts flutter with each step above him.
but it wasn't about the attraction, nor the panties themselves. it was more so that he loved the way it felt to violate these girls' boundaries without them even knowing, defiling them without them being able to say no.
he knew it was wrong, but he found himself seeking the same thrill again and again, despite knowing exactly how sick it was. he'd crave it so bad that he'd take pictures too, so he could indulge in them later. he even had a little challenge going with himself to see how many different types of panties he could collect - polka dot, striped, lace, you name it!
keeping this secret to himself was so exciting, he always had to hide his boner after he was done with his little sightseeing sessions. same thing when he later sat next to these girls in class who were blissfully unaware that harua knew what color panties they had on that day hehe! but he was so sneaky, he never got caught. besides, who'd accuse sweet harua of doing something as vile as that?!