The next day, the college buzzed with its usual energy as students filed into class. The chatter was loud until the door opened, and in walked Orm and Ling—together.But what shocked everyone more was when Orm, who usually sat at the back of the class, and Ling, who always sat in the front, settled right next to each other in the middle row.The room went silent.Heads turned, and whispers spread like wildfire."Are they sitting... together?""Did the apocalypse start?""Wait, this has to be because of Phon! Orm's probably avoiding him.""It must be Ling's influence. She's the only one who could tame Orm."Even the professor, entering the room, paused mid-step when he saw the two of them sitting side by side. He adjusted his glasses as if to confirm what he was seeing."Well, this is... unexpected," he muttered before starting the lecture.Throughout the class, Orm and Ling were oblivious to the stares and gossip. They were lost in their little world. Whenever Ling took notes, Orm would peek over her shoulder and make cheeky comments."Your handwriting is so neat. Are you some kind of robot?" Orm whispered."And yours looks like a chicken stepped in ink," Ling shot back, though her lips twitched into a smile.Their banter felt oddly... warm. It wasn't their usual biting sarcasm but something softer, like a secret language only they understood.But, as always, their harmony didn't last long.Orm, while bored, grabbed Ling's pen and clicked it repeatedly to check if the ink worked, accidentally smudging Ling's notes in the process."Orm!" Ling slammed the table, glaring at her."What? I was just testing it!" Orm said, holding the pen defensively."You ruined my notes!""They're still readable! You're overreacting!"Their argument escalated, with the whole class turning to watch."Guess that didn't last long," one student muttered."Back to normal," another said with a laugh.When they got home, the tension from their argument had faded, replaced by something sweeter. Orm decided to make it up to Ling by cooking her favorite dish—spicy stir-fried beef.As the smell wafted through the kitchen, Sia and Tina peeked in, their noses twitching."Orm's cooking? Again?" Sia asked, raising an eyebrow."She must've done something wrong," Tina replied knowingly.They entered the dining room as Orm was plating the food. She handed Ling a perfectly prepared dish, setting the rest on the table for everyone else.Sia crossed her arms. "Okay, little Orm. What did you do this time? Why are you feeling guilty again?"Orm ignored the question, busying herself with setting the table. "The food's ready. Serve yourselves."Sia and Tina exchanged suspicious glances but let it go for now.As they started eating, Ling surprised everyone by picking up a piece of meat from her plate and placing it on Orm's.Orm frowned and put it back on Ling's plate.Ling, smirking, placed it back on Orm's plate.Orm's eyes narrowed. She put it back again.This continued until their chopsticks clashed mid-air, both of them glaring at each other like stubborn cats."Just eat it!" Orm hissed."You eat it!" Ling shot back.Finally, Sia reached over, snatched the piece, and popped it into her mouth. "There. Problem solved."Ling and Orm both froze, staring at Sia in betrayal before silently going back to their plates, grumbling under their breath.After dinner, Orm began washing the dishes, and Ling came up behind her, rolling up her sleeves."I'll help," Ling offered."No, I've got it," Orm replied, waving her off."Stop being stubborn. I'm helping.""You're the stubborn one! Just sit down!"Their playful argument continued until Sia walked into the kitchen, clapping her hands."Enough! Tina, you do the dishes," Sia commanded.The moment the words left her mouth, Orm and Ling bolted out of the kitchen like lightning."You foxes!" Tina yelled after them. "You were just fighting over who gets to do the dishes!"
As the day wound down, Orm climbed onto her top bunk, her soft pajamas already on, ready to sleep after a long day. She sighed, shifting her pillow as she prepared to drift off.
Ling, on the other hand, had just returned to the room after stepping out for some air. She closed the door behind her, quietly locking it. Turning, she leaned against the door and watched Orm."Orm," Ling called softly, her voice low and almost hesitant.Orm peeked over the edge of her bed. "What? What's with that look?"Ling didn't answer. Instead, she stepped closer to the bed. "Come down," she said."Just... come down," Ling repeated, a small, knowing smile tugging at her lips.
Orm hesitated but eventually climbed down, landing softly on the floor. She looked at Ling, whose expression had shifted into something warmer, more vulnerable."Ling, what is it?" Orm asked quietly.Ling stepped closer, her fingers brushing against Orm's arm. "You always let me take the lead in everything," she murmured. "I've been the one flashing bare shoulders, legs, or more every time something happens. Now it's your turn."Orm's eyes widened as her face turned crimson. "W-what are you talking about?" she stammered.Ling gently cupped Orm's cheek, tilting her face up until their eyes met. "You don't have to be shy," she said softly, leaning in to kiss her.
Their lips met in a slow, lingering kiss, and Orm felt her knees go weak. Ling's hands trailed down Orm's arms, unbuttoning her shirt, sending shivers up her spine.Ling broke the kiss just enough to speak. "You're beautiful, you know that?"Orm's blush deepened. "I'm not... beautiful like you," she muttered shyly.Ling chuckled softly. "You're wrong."Ling's hands moved to Orm's shoulders, slowly sliding down her arms as she led her toward the wall. Their kisses deepened, more urgent now, as Ling pinned Orm gently against the wall. Orm let out a soft gasp, her hands clutching Ling's shirt.Ling paused for a moment, resting her forehead against Orm's. "If you don't want this, just say so," Ling whispered.Orm shook her head, her voice trembling but steady. "No, I... I want this."Ling smiled, her fingers lightly brushing against Orm's waist. "Good."The room was quiet except for their whispered breaths and the occasional soft sound of their movements. Ling took her time, brushing her lips against Orm's neck, leaving faint marks as her hands traced Orm's waist. Her lips traving path of fingers leads to herbare chest.Her nipples was hardened and ling pinches one with her figers while carsing it and puts another in her mouth making suction.Orm's breathing grew heavier, her hands clutching Ling's shoulders as unfamiliar sensations coursed through her body. "Ling..." she murmured, her voice both nervous and excited."Shh," Ling whispered, her lips brushing against Orm's ear. "You're okay. Just... trust me."Ling's movements were slow and careful, her touch firm but gentle. She moved her fingers in between Orms legs teasing orm about already formed moisture.Orm couldn't stop the soft sounds escaping her lips, which only made Ling smile against her skin."Don't be so loud," Ling teased quietly, her voice tinged with mischief. "What if Sia and Tina hear?"Orm quickly clamped her hands over her mouth, her face flushed with embarrassment. Ling chuckled, giving another soft bite to her nipples.As their intimacy deepened, Ling guided Orm to sit on the table while wearing nothing making her vunrable fully, her movements tender and deliberate.Ling slowly moves to downwards while giving small pecks.Orm couldn't hold anymore she stopped Ling says It's Dirty Down there.But Ling didn't hesitate and says " Yeh It is, Let me Clean it For you ".Ling Licks it making more juices and during when she glanced at Orm. Orm looks fully exausted. Ling stops there saying." You are such kid, Make shure to do Homework next time ".The two of them shared a quiet moment of closeness, their breaths mingling as they explored this new side of their relationship.Eventually, Orm pulled back slightly, her cheeks red and her expression a mix of confusion and contentment. "Ling... I..."Ling tilted her head, concern flickering in her eyes. "What's wrong?"Orm shook her head, her voice soft. "It feels... really good"Ling paused, studying Orm's face, then smiled gently. "That's okay," she said, helping Orm getting her clothes. "We can take things slow."Orm let out a relieved sigh, her lips curving into a small smile. "Thanks, Next time I will be the one on Top."Ling leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to Orm's forehead. "Anything for you, dummy."The two of them settled onto Ling's bed, with Orm resting her head against Ling's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat."I think this is what love feels like," Orm murmured.Ling smiled, wrapping her arms around Orm. "It is. And when you're ready, we'll figure the rest out together."Orm nodded sleepily, her eyes fluttering shut as Ling held her close.