I Hate It When PE Class Intrudes in a Yuri Story
Three months into enrollment, and I already hate PE. June has arrived. I'm right at the heart of the season when lilies start to bloom. Is it just my imagination, or is time flying by too fast? The first semester hasn't even ended yet, but I'm starting to get a little anxious that these three high school years will be over in a flash. What if I wake up one day and it's already graduation? Graduation... It's an unavoidable event in any yuri story. On that final day, confessing hidden feelings under the cherry blossom tree, realizing the other person feels the same way, and then it all leads to... heh heh heh, as adults, going absolutely wild with the naughtiest stuff imaginable. I wanna see it so bad. No, I don't wanna see it. I wish graduation would hurry up—no, I don't want graduation at all. With these contradictory thoughts kicking off my day, I spend it as usual, ogling the girls from our elite girls' high school.
Birds chirp, flowers bloom, and the girls laugh and chatter... Serina comes over to say hi. I respond casually. She suddenly grabs my hand. I think nothing of it. Same as always. I love this peaceful routine, repeated to the point of boredom. It's so good that I wouldn't mind skipping the graduation event entirely—as long as it never ends.
...Huh?
"Something feels off..."
"What does?"
"Uh, y-your hand. Why are you holding it...?"
"I'm checking your nail care, duh?"
Oh. Right. Nail care is important. The skin underneath is super delicate. If it gets scratched during a rub-down, that'd be bad...
......No. What the hell am I accepting so naturally? I'm the exception here. And interlocking fingers while squeezing tight—what kind of nail check is this? Serina's acting so casual that I didn't even notice how weird it was. Was she always this sly? With that innocent "I have no idea~" face, she slips right past my defenses. She's scary.
I've been on edge for over ten days now, determined to push her away and snapping at her constantly, and she just strolls up like nothing happened for some skinship. Over there, Ruby's glaring daggers at me again. If stares had physical force, my face would probably be a donut by now—full of holes. Why? What did I do wrong...? Under the pressure of her gaze, I'm shrinking into myself when Serina suddenly asks, sounding a bit surprised.
"Lily. Did you get a piercing?"
"Huh? Yeah."
"Whoa, it suits you so well..."
"Really?"
Ehehe. I forget everything and grin like an idiot. Well, yeah—getting complimented when I went for it feels great. I tilt my head a little so Serina can see the earring better, even brushing my pink hair behind my ear. But then she stares not at the purple earring, but at my exposed neckline, just blinking away.
"Serina?"
"Y-yeah."
"What's up?"
"Nothing. You're just... so pretty..."
"Pretty, right?"
"Yeah..."
Dana picked it out and I thought it was plain, but it looks different to others. Maybe Serina's just being nice 'cause she's sweet, but it still makes me happy. I end up beaming shyly.
"Lily. Should I get a piercing too?"
"Huh? Out of nowhere?"
"Seeing yours makes it look so pretty. I kinda wanna..."
"Hmm..."
I focus on Serina's face. Those gentle, puppy-like eyes. A pure, innocent face that looks like it couldn't even imagine rebellion—kind and refined, like it'd forgive any mistake. I once thought she had that big-sister vibe. After my observation, I declare firmly.
"Nah, it wouldn't suit you."
"Oh...?"
"You're prettier just like this."
Serina nods blankly.
......
The uniforms are cute, the facilities are top-notch, the views are great, and all I have to do is turn my head to see a swarm of pretty girls... I hear there's even a flower garden. I love this prestigious ladies' academy. I'm grateful every single day. If one of the staff told me to strip naked and do the dogeza to show my appreciation for letting a wretch like Lily in, I'd do it.
Everything about this school satisfies me completely—except for one thing. The health and PE curriculum is way too outdated. Why make ladies sweat buckets? They keep making us run. My boobs ache every day because of it. At this rate, I'll get lumps or something. And today, especially...
"Lily. Aren't you gonna change?"
"......Nah. This is... kinda fine, right? Not weird?"
"What? You have to change to swim. We're gonna be late."
"..."
"Oh. If you're embarrassed, I'll head out first."
Right now, I'm in the changing room attached to the pool. I watch Serina head outside and think. Fine, the school has its own pool—makes sense, they're loaded. No point building it if it's not used, so adding swimming to PE? Okay. But the swimsuit. The school swimsuit. A sukumizu? Isn't that taking retro too far...?
Damn this school. I should've known when they made us wear bloomers for gym class. I was too busy leering like a perv at the girls complimenting each other's figures and sparking yuri vibes to notice.
...But whatever. Can't do anything about the school swimsuit. Unless I'm ready for disciplinary action by skipping, I have to wear it. I hesitate forever, but changing is quick. In the changing room connected to the pool, I'm one of the last to finish. On my way out, I glance in the mirror. Is there a less yuri girl out there? Dumb face, idiot body. My hips are ridiculously wide—like, why was I born like this? It's almost comical. And the kicker? My huge tits make the name tag on the swimsuit bulge out, stretching "Lily" all wonky.
......Embarrassing. Ugh, I hate PE. Hate the school. Isn't making a TS girl wear a sukumizu kinda wrong?
Stepping out one shameful foot at a time, a few nearby girls look my way. They're definitely mocking me. My body's weird. Whatever—class starts anyway. One stroke of luck: the swimming teacher is a woman. If it were some creepy hairy dude, I'd have straight-up drowned myself on principle. Dodged a bullet there.
"Above all, prioritize safety. We'll start with stretching..."
The lesson's nothing special. Duh, they're not training Olympians. Might as well skip swimming if it's this half-assed. I wanna say that. Class proceeds like free period; some girls huddle in a corner gossiping. Teacher warns them, but they pretend to head to the water only when she's looking. I'm wandering aimlessly when Serina, already in the pool, calls out.
"Lily! Come on in!"
"......No way. Water scares me."
With my zero athleticism—can't even run right—there's no way I'd be good at swimming. I'd sink like a beer bottle for sure. Never tried, but still.
"Your boobs are big, so you'll float fine."
Boobs aren't floaties, you know. That's sexual harassment... If Serina didn't have tits as huge as mine, I'd snap back.
"Well, if you really don't wanna, can't force you... Too bad, though."
That "let's play together" face won't sway me— no means no. Ah, just kill time like this. When the hell does it end? That's what I was thinking.
Someone shoves my back!
"Hiiieek?!"
Flailing, I lose balance and splash right into the deeper water. Never swam before. It's deep. Feet don't touch bottom. Sinking. Scary...! No floatie—no, anything! Grab something! Anything!
Completely unexpected, submerged deep, I panic hard, splashing wildly, arms thrashing for purchase. Luckily, there it is. Something to grab. Don't care what—I cling like it's a lifeline from heaven. Save me, wrapping arms and legs tight, burying my face under brown hair...
...Brown hair?
"Lily. Calm down. It's not that deep..."
"Uwaaaaaah...?!"
"D-don't let go. You'll sink...?"
I'd rather let go. Drown. Die! Clinging like a monkey, our boobs squishing together, ugh, her skin's so soft and smooth. Just touching feels amazing...
No, that's not it...!
I frantically try to peel off my arms and legs, but now Serina hugs me tight. No tragic drowning, but this is NG too!
"L-let go."
"It's fine. Just like this..."
"I'm not fine!"
"Helping you float. Relax your body."
"H-how do I relax...?"
"I'll hold you as long as it takes."
Is Serina some assassin? Sent by the yuri gods to eliminate the TS intruder? No other explanation for making me do something this deadly. In the end, I can't float on my own until the swimming lesson ends. Meaning... I stay glued to Serina the whole time, hugging tight, mm...
Ah. I hate PE. Hate it so, so much...