"Jin Stop."

"Huh?" I blinked and rubbed my eyes clear from my illusion. It had been a nearly two months since I last really spoke to her in front of the girl's restroom.

My Princess...

A beautiful perfect illusion, my Princess stood in front of me, her body luscious and soft, the school uniform so cute on her.

"Jin! Did you hear me?" Her eyebrows were knitted together as she stared at me. I could feel my heart squeeze itself as it tried to contain her image inside of me, but that only made my heart beat uncontrollably.

"What no...d-did you say something?" I stuttered out. I winced as I could not speak properly. Why did my body lose its ability to function when I was in front of her.

"Yes. I want you to stop."

I blinked.

"Well?"

I wanted to know but I didn't know what she wanted to know. I'm sorry Princess I should have paid attention.

"Uhh...I wasn't li-listening. Can you say it again, Princess?" I asked, her sigh only audible as a beautiful melody.

"That." Princess sighed as she saw me only blinking. She looked around noticing the eyes that watched us. "Please stop calling me that. And looking at me, like that."

"I...well." I paused as I pulled her closer and away someplace away from eyes, but that only seemed to make my Princess angrier. "I didn't know I do that."

"What?"

"I didn't know I did that to the point that you'd notice." I repeated.

It was her turn to blink.

"Why?" I asked wanting to know why I should stop looking at her because it was going to be damn difficult to stop anytime soon. I wasn't able to for the past two years, I wasn't going to stop now.

"Why, what?" She was befuddled.

"I like calling you Princess and I can't help that my eyes go to you." I explained. The more I talked to her, it got easier, my nerves settled as it only became more exciting to be in her regal presence.

"Stop." She looked around frantically. Her hair short hair flying as she looked for any eavesdroppers. "Are you trying to get me killed?"

"Why would anyone want to kill you?" I couldn't keep my eyes off her, especially her cute cheeks. "You're so kind and perfect."

"Because you're doing that." She whispered as she took a step back.

"That?" I was confused.

"This...being super nice and attentive and sometimes I feel like your doing this to make fun of me. Indirectly..." she blinked several times, her lashes fanning herself.

"I would never. You're too precious."

"That too. Don't say things like that. It makes other people misunderstand. It makes me misunderstand."

"It's fine to, but it's not," I got quiet as more people gathered around us and my Princess became anxious to leave. I never wanted her to be uncomfortable. And now that she was with me, I wanted to have her with me for a bit longer. "Let's take this elsewhere."

I pulled her away and someplace else. Somewhere with less eyes. Like the art room that I knew would not be used at the moment.

With her in front of me, I could see her soft body, the lumps of her breasts, her love handles that I wanted to squeeze and touch. There was so much to touch and to learn about her.

My dreams were still constant and always about her, naked and of promiscuous nature. Sometimes, it was her lewd, begging me to knock her up. And at the end, they always made me yearn for more.

I held a moan as I tried to pretend that my dick wasn't excited.

"Jin..." her voice soft. The quiet of the room seemed to make it even more deafening.

I could hear her heart just as she could hear mine.

"Princess," I whispered, barely audible.

"Jin...?"

I took a step forward, making sure to leave only a small distance between us. I leaned forward as my eyes were aimed on her fluffy lips. Those pillows that I wanted to bite and claim as mine.

And I did what my body did.

I had not even thought of it. It just moved.

And I guess it was our turning point.

The point of no return...