"Wh-what?" (Y/n) stuttered nervously, her pouting only growing worse by the moment. "B-but.. What about changing my clothes? Th-they're all in there.. Y-you can't possible tell me you're going to pick out my clothes for me every day?" She questioned him, shifting her weight awkwardly. "Besides. Maybe I don't want to," She muttered a bit defiantly, a challenging expression appearing in her eyes as her gaze clashed with his. "And what if I say no?" Ruki sat down his bag beside his studying desk and went over to (y/n). "I suppose you don't mind if I moved all your stuff with mine, and if you say no..." He took her things out of her hands and put them to the side gently, then whispered into her ear and said, "I'll guess I may have to..." He started to get on top of (y/n) and brushed his lips

