The End of Love

“President, I don’t want to go home tonight.” Kanda Sora, 25 years old. It was a sudden, passionate night. “Kanda-san, don’t say I didn’t warn you if you regret it.” She barely has time to process the romantic night with the seemingly perfect man, Shidou Naoki, before he says something even more confusing: “Do you know the saying that once feelings begin to grow, that’s the end?” “I think if someone takes another person’s first time, they should take responsibility to the very end.” “President... I think you may be misunderstanding something, but I’m not a virgin.” Something about the smile curling at his glossy lips gives her a very bad feeling. “I’m the one for whom this is the first time.” ...This is the worst. I might be doomed.