I was not good at talking to people. Ever since I was little, I was alone and my only world was drawing. Even after entering art school, he couldn't fit in with the group, his presence was inconspicuous, and he spent his days quietly writing with a pencil in the corner of the classroom. But one day, when everyone invited her to a small drawing session, Sakka's world was shaken up a little. When the nude model was unable to show up, she volunteered to do it. Just to draw. To help someone. But his gaze was much hotter than I expected. Every time I was seen, praised, and needed, something inside me trembled. Wavering between embarrassment and pleasure, Sakuka realizes, "It's okay for me to be here." It was the first time I had ever felt such warmth of approval.<br /> --Later on, Sakuka took off her clothes once again. "I want you to look more closely." The feeling of being surrounded by gazes in that classroom was still tingling deep inside my body. He quietly dropped the bathrobe in front of Aizawa. There's no shame in being naked. But when just one person looks at me, my heart starts beating faster. I feel like I'm suffocating. I could feel the 'me' flickering in his eyes.<br /> As she is touched and traced, Sakuka trembles as she encounters a new sensation. The pleasure of being seen, the stimulation of being touched. And beyond that, a sensation that fills the depths of my body── Even though it was my first time, I couldn't refuse. Rather, I was immersed in the heat.<br /> "Look more..." I was so happy that his eyes were fixed only on Sakuka. Before she knew it, Sakuka was seeking him with her hands, giving him with her mouth, opening her legs, and welcoming him again and again.<br /> The sex was much gentler and much lewder than I had imagined. And both of these things gradually melted Sakuka's mind and body. Being 'needed' went hand in hand with pleasure. The 'me being seen' was no longer 'me in a painting' but 'me in desire'.<br /> I was embarrassed, but also happy. Every time he felt something while being watched, Sakuka's outline became clearer. This is surely the first story in her journey to find herself.