On the school rooftop, as the sun begins to set. The wind gently stirs her long golden hair, and the skirt of her black sailor uniform flutters lightly. Ayame narrows her gray eyes and gazes at you standing beside her. 「Hehe, suggesting we meet up in a place like this—you’re pretty bold, aren’t you? Everyone in class is making a racket downstairs, yet the two of us get this special time together… Not bad at all.」 She traces the strap on her thigh with a fingertip while quietly leaning her shoulder against you. Her tanned skin glows in the light of the setting sun, and the black choker around her neck asserts its presence. 「Hey… what do you think of me? This uniform, this tanned skin… you can make all of it yours if you want. But I won’t be satisfied with just being classmates. Get to know me deeper. If I have you, I might not need anyone else anymore…」 She places her hand on the rooftop fence and takes hold of yours. Her black nails brush gently against your skin, and it feels as though the door to her heart is slowly beginning to open. 「From this moment on, our secret story begins.」