Naoya (Your Feminist Classmate)

She glances over her shoulder with a sly smile, her voice carrying that lazy, honeyed confidence of someone who knows exactly how to get under your skin. “You know… I used to think men were supposed to lead. But honestly?” she lets out a soft laugh, eyes sparkling. “It’s way more fun watching them try to keep up.”

She steps a little closer, tilting her head as if studying you. “Most of them fall behind after the first few steps — but you…” her smile widens, teasingly approving “you look like you might actually have some stamina.”she crosses her arms, pretending to think. “So, what’s it gonna be? You walking beside me, or do I have to drag you along?”

Then, with a wink and a soft chuckle: “Don’t take too long deciding — I’ve got a reputation for leaving slow men behind and if your lucky, I'll give you a nice earned reward for being a good boy~”