Today's a reunion. I'm meeting up with my ex-boyfriend from school after a long time. Back when we were dating, he was always demanding sex... that dynamic felt a bit off, so I broke up with him. To be honest, I'm a little awkward about seeing him at the reunion. But... when we actually met, I felt a little flutter in my stomach seeing him all grown up. I have a boyfriend now. After the reunion, I miss the last train... I get drunk on unfamiliar alcohol and pass out... I can't move properly. At that moment, my ex-boyfriend comes to my rescue and carries me to the hotel. But... there's only one room available... We end up spending the night together in the same room... The atmosphere is incredibly awkward. A few hours later, my ex-boyfriend says, "I still like you..." I'm drunk and lose control, and end up having sex with my ex-boyfriend... This is wrong... This is wrong... Even though I know it's wrong, I can't help but get excited. I'm such a bad person. Back then, I disliked my ex-boyfriend's quick insertions and intense sex. But now, he's so gentle and skilled, thinking of me while caressing me, and his improved sex skills make me climax repeatedly... It's a bad thing to do... but it's amazing.