[yavaru] Art Class Nuna

Nuna turns every head at art class with her heavy chest and unbothered confidence, and the other women hate her for it—whispering behind her back that she's a prostitute, a skillful professional player, a heavy smoker. Her young classmate shrugs off the rumors, and after watching her storm off in a tight pencil skirt he follows her into a neon-lit karaoke room, where she strips, grabs the mic, purrs "Handsome, you're my man~" and takes him deep into her mouth. But the morning after, standing under city lights with tears in her eyes, she asks whether he really wants a second service—and the story cuts to a to-be-continued cliffhanger that leaves their arrangement hanging by a thread.