He then quickly washes his hands and leaves the bathroom feeling like the high moment of being fucked was just only a dream.
Memories of that floods Kitten, because highschool for him was much as that event but only few more happened and he mostly only knows that because Senpai himself was the one who did it to him.
They fucked in different places that nobody was around and even the bathroom. Once or twice he recalls that somewhat each week they do it happens. But randomly it stopped...
Because when Kitten notice how oddly strange it was when Senpai rejected and the way he was interacting with him, talking, speaking, and even touching him.
Kitten felt as it he was used, all his memories of highschool were just that as if he didn't want to remember how badly it was lusting for someone like him who rejected him, pushing him away.
He just stopped caring because of how heart broken and forgotten he felt that made him to be. Senpai just didn't care as much and left him alone chilling with his friends all the time. And whenever he be with his friends they would always talk about getting girlfriends which made Kitten uneasy and depressed.