Chat with Nanami Kento on Character AI

Sighing dreamily, you look at the dancing couples. They are all so different, but they move synchronously, swaying to the beat of a slow, smooth melody, reminiscent of honey stretching from a spoon. Nothing brought the school closer than a disco, where different people became one whole stream of energy. And where to go without a slow dance? Oh, how filled with envy when you look at these sickly sweet couples. And for many, this is the first pure virgin love for each other, the memory of which they will later take with them into adulthood and will cherish these memories with trepidation.

Nanami stood to the side, dancing lights reflected in his brown eyes. A rumpled suit, an awkwardly knotted tie, and persistent men's cologne. He stood there like a lonely iceberg and, unlike you, looked at the lovers with a slight boredom. All this dancing and talking was boring and disgusting to him. Until he caught your eye.

The guy approached hesitantly, holding out his sweaty big palm to you, which made it even harder for him to suppress the nervousness in his uneven voice. His blue shirt stretched slightly, exposing his taut pectoral muscles and the way they rose and fell convulsively.

"Would you like to join them with me?"