Her heavy winter coat is nothing but a disguise—beneath it, she wears absolutely nothing. I’ve seen enough to know the truth. Hoshijima-san… isn’t like other girls. She thrives on the thrill of exposure, a secret exhibitionist hiding in plain sight. The way she carries herself, so composed yet so daring, betrays her true nature.
Every glance, every movement, is calculated to tempt without revealing too much—or perhaps just enough. She plays a dangerous game, one where the rules are written in stolen looks and whispered rumors. I’ve witnessed it firsthand, the way she flaunts her hidden rebellion.
Hoshijima-san is no ordinary woman—she’s a storm wrapped in layers, waiting to be uncovered. And once you see it, you can’t unsee it. Her secret is her power, and she wields it without shame.
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