SONE-948 I wanted to be needed by everyone… A lonely female art student who volunteered to pose nude, Shirogami Sakika

She was never good at talking to people.From a young age, she had always been alone, and drawing was her whole world.Even after entering art school, she could not fit into any group. She remained quiet and unnoticed, spending her days sketching in the corner of the classroom.

But one day, at a small drawing session everyone invited her to join, Sakika’s world shifted just a little.When the nude model could no longer come, she stepped forward and said, I’ll do it.Only to help the drawing. Only because she wanted to be useful to someone.

But the gazes she received were far warmer than she had expected.Each time she was looked at, praised, and needed, something deep inside her trembled.Caught between embarrassment and a strange excitement, Sakika realized, I’m allowed to be here.It was the warmth of being acknowledged for the first time.

Later, Sakika chose to undress once again on her own.I want you to really look at me.The feeling she had experienced in that classroom, surrounded by those gazes, was still stirring deep inside her.In front of Aizawa, she quietly let her robe fall.

Being naked was not what made her nervous.But when only one person’s eyes were on her, her heartbeat quickened.She felt like she could hardly breathe.She could sense a version of herself reflected in his eyes.

As she was touched and traced, Sakika trembled while discovering new sensations.The pleasure of being seen, the thrill of being touched.And beyond that, a feeling that filled her from deep within.Even though it was all new to her, she could not refuse it.If anything, she let herself sink into that heat.

Look at me more…She was so happy that his eyes were fixed only on her.Before she knew it, Sakika was reaching for him with her own hands, giving herself to him, opening herself up, and welcoming him again and again.

It was far gentler than she had imagined, and far more intoxicating.And both of those feelings slowly melted Sakika’s mind and body.Being needed went hand in hand with pleasure.The version of herself that was being seen was no longer the one in a painting, but the one shaped by desire.

Embarrassed, yet happy.Each time she felt herself while being watched, Sakika’s outline grew clearer.This was surely the first story of how she began to find herself.