It was a very lonely time for every person on earth when the virus hit, especially for the two lovebirds, Michi and Guhiyo.

But let's run back in time ---- a time when it was peacuful and no such disruptions started.

"Michi-san, please go out with me!" this was the blushing Guhiyo.

But he wasn't the only one blushing. Michi, too, was blushing up until her ears.

A time of silence; a moment of anticipation. Will Guhiyo's (not) unrequited love come into fruition?

And finally, the tense Guhiyo has relaxed when he heard the answer, "Sure," from Michi's lips.

"Really!? Really!?" Guhiyo was ready to jump (off the school building perhaps) for joy.

"I--If you're okay with me..."

"Of course-- of course I am! I promise to make you happy!"

But that promise was on the verge of being unkept. This was, of course, caused by the damned virus.

And now the two newly-made couple was holed up in their rooms, unable to escape their prisons.

"I wish I was eighteen," both of them thought.

Every morning was a heavy day in the current year, especially for Michi and Guhiyo. Each day was torture as the students in their class stared into the abyss called the screen whilst they wished for relief.

But, the students adapted ---- by secretly doing whatever on their computers. May it be watching anime, hen-- reading manga, or whatever entertained them.

Michi and Guhiyo were no different, but the similarities ended their between them and the 'normies.'

What kept them entertained was, them! Michi's screen was the open webcam of Guhiyo and vice-versa.

What energized them every wake was the thought of seeing each other, even if it was in the screen.

It was routine for them to pin their faces at 'Moon,' the app they used for their online classes.

Sometimes, they get called out and teased during class when the teachers call out to either one of them because they were distracted at staring to each other.

But this adaptation only delayed the inevitable. Their efforts were futile, and their feelings were about to erupt. Their frustration slowly increased each day, until they couldn't hold back anymore.

Behold! The government has allowed some freedom for the youths ---- the freedom to go and roam about with anyone they liked!

And not wasting anymore time, the lovers planned and set up a date ---- a date in thsi grueling time!

But both seemed cautious for each other. They worried that if they have gone out of control, the other might think badly of them; what they didn't know was that they were both willing for their partner to make a move on them and lose themself in love!

Alas, the virus might as well last as their wariness.

This was the beginning of their misunderstanding!

The first date-- the first date!! Finally, after months of lockdown, they'll be able to see each other, to feel each other, and perhaps take another step of adolescence! Those were both of their thoughts. Both couldn't sleep the night before their date, but both woke up in excitement, hesitant to lose any more time. They even met two hours before the set time ---- noon!

"Did I make you wait long?" Michi asked. She arrived later than him.

Guhiyo assured, "No-no, I have just arrived!" A voice crack into the air. But neither minded because both were entranced.

And now both basked into the lovely atmosphere. An unconscious staring contested started, but it wasn't limited to their eyes ---- though both eyes, especially Michi's was beautiful ---- but also down to their outfit. For the man, the chest and legs; for the woman, the chest and legs-- that's right, Guhiyo was an athletic, but he wasn't before.

He resolved to become better ---- not only mentally, emotionally (and perhaps spiritually. He meditated, did yoga, and planned to visit some shrines and temples) but also physically, which was the most noticeable.

Beneath the simplistic but fashionable white shirt boasted four-pack abs ---- though it may be unimpressive, but he had to work what he had. His loose sleeves was about to burst because of his bulging arm muscles. His slim, black pants exagerrated his legs' curves. Overall, definitely an above average physique.

Guhiyo wasn't the only one putting an effort to improve, but also Michi. Embarassingly so, she researched on how to improve her form ---- more specifically her chest. Before, it was underwhelming ---- it made waste and ruin to Michi's almost perfect hourglass form. She might have gotten offers if only her chest wasn't so underwhelming. But now, it has increased threefold! (Her flatness wasn't ground zero, but a one. So three times one equals three!) Her legs, on the other hand, was a completely different story. It was already perfect before, but it was more perfected now. This was due to Michi's good fashion taste. She chose the alluring black stockings and the seducing short skirt paired with a chic top. This contrast of a kiddish outfit to her mature body made it sexy.

Unfortunately, nothing was remarkable for Guhiyo's outfit, but it was decent.

It has been sometime ---- perhaps a minute; for them, hours, sweet hours ---- since they stopped and ogled at each other.

But now they realized the wasted time.

"A--ah! S--shall we go?" Guhiyo nervously took the lead.

"Y--yes! I'll be in your care!" and Michi nervously followed.

Michi and Guhiyo's houses were three stations away from each other, and the station in between was were they were. A bustling shopping district overflowing with shops and conquered by malls. One was to eventually find something they needed. Nevertheless, a perfect date-- if only it didn't feel like an apocalypse.

But nothing will stop them from enjoying their date-- or so they thought.

Guhiyo has his masterplan ---- an epic masterpiece. He has researched dating tips and tricks in advance for months. He basically have gone into one hundred simulated dates ---- starring Guhiyo, himself, and Michi, played by himself. Perhaps this 'knowledge' overwhelms and made experience obsolete. That was what he thought. The anxiety slowly consumed him, and it all came crumbling down when his chosen shop ---- a famous clothing store ---- was closed. A wrench in his wonderful plan ---- the starting point of the date was ruined!!

"Chill out! Chill out!! Th--there is always Plan B!" he calmed himself.

"Are you alright, Guhiyo? You seem pale..."

"I--I'm alright! J--just thinking, that's all."

"Eh? What are you thinking about-- shouldn't you be thinking about me?" Michi clung tightly to Guhiyo's right arm, squeezing his hard muscles with her soft breasts.

"Aaaghugh!" a new sound was invented. "H--her boo-- no-no, I should focus, on making her happy! I shouldn't get turned on right now!" he reprimanded himself.

"Guhiyo-kun," Michi called out, "this is a date, right?

"Y--yes, of course this is!"

"Then, you should be thinking about me, at. All. Times!"

Guhiyo's eyes widened ---- as if it weren't crazy wide already ---- upon a realization, "She's right! This is a date! I shouldn't focus on the plan, but focus on her instead! A perfectly planned date doesn't mean she'll be happy. If I am distracted anyway, then it would be ruined!" he thought, and confidence returned to him, "Yeah! You are the star of the show!"

Michi's eyes sparkled locked upon Guhiyo's shining smile. It made her blush, "W--what are you saying, you idiot!"

Then, they laughed.

Inside an almost empty mall, stood Michi and Guhiyo. One was fascinated; one was particularly unenthusiastic, but he tried not to show it.

"Look, look!" she beckoned, "Over here!" Michi showed a dress with flowery designs, "Would this look good on me?"

Guhiyo lacked fashion sense, but his brain was hard-wired to say, "Yes, that'd look good on you; anything would look good on you, Michi!"

She blushed, "Complimenting me won't get you anything, you know."

"Well, I mean, you already look good, " he murmured.

"What was that?"

"N--no, it's nothing..."

"Tell me honestly; what do you think of this dress?"

"I mean it looks good, mhmmmhmm," Guhiyo, having little to no sense in fashion, struggled with his vocabulary. He started to worry, "I might turn her off! I should come up with a flowery compliments--" With resolve in his eyes, he spoke, "T--that dress..."

"Hm?" she peered.

"... is very flowery; I smell the fragrance because of its meticulous design. I can imagine the breeze blowing causing the flower petals to sway, hmuh, hmuh, that's right. One word ---- fragrant!"

She looked at him, shocked by his onslaught of words, but she wasn't convinced, "And that's what you thought, honestly?"

He pursed his lips and rapidly nodded.

"I guess I should wear it," Michi disappeared into one of the fitting rooms.

"E--eh? What if it won't look good on her? She'll be mad!" his brain screamed, so he ran to the door and knocked, "H--hey! I found a dress that might suit you more!"

"Yeah, sure, after I wear and show this to you, I'll wear it."

"N--no! No need! I think this dress is far superior!"

"It's alright. I'll wear whatever you choose."

"But, I didn't choose that..."

"Wasn't that what your compliments implied?"

"W--well--! I guess that would count..."

The fitting room had thin walls and a thin door, so even the slight whisper by mouth, it'll be heard. Because of this, the rustling of clothes were heard; this made him nervous.

But, it was his fault for imagining what would be on the other side of the door.

The almost-***** Michi, with her luscious ****** and supple legs, that made his heat and another thing pound. He had a grin on his face; some of the store clerks worried if he was a peeking pervert, so they asked him to move away from the room.

"Please wait here," they pointed to a bench a respectable distance away, even if there were closer benches to the room.

"W--what do you take me for!?" he wanted to shout but couldn't.

Few more seconds later, the door opens, and Guhiyo sprang from his seat. And like a damsel dancing around a flowery field, Michi spun around; her skirt dangerously almost revealed underneath.

And with a wink, "What do you think?"

Guhiyo was outstanded ---- awestruck at the sight; he lost all vernacular.

"G--guhiyo... are you alright? Do you have a fever?" she intentionally used the trope: 'It's not a blush; it's a fever.'

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"Y--you're wrong!" he leaped backward, "i--it's--!" Unfortunately, he hits an aisle of clothes and fell on them. The combo of the metal bars and the soft but thin clothes cushioned his fall-- not.

"Hiyo!!"

Luckily, he didn't hit his head, but one of the rods struck his hips; that was a painful spot. But he didn't show the agony and quickly stood up with his back bent.

"Hiyo--what?"

She rushed to his side."Guhiyo, are you alright!?"

"Y--yeshi-- ouch!" he held his hips. He wasn't able to stand up straight because of the pain, "I mean," he tried again, but-- "youch!! I'm alright..."

"A--are you sure? You don't seem alright."

"Y--yeah, I'm alright. I'm recovering," Guhiyo was not recovering. Throughout this date, he shall have his bent permanently bent at a slight angle. He looked liked he had an arthritis.

Before leaving the store, Guhiyo and Michi apologized to the staff for causing trouble. Then, their date continued.

"It was a shame I didn't get to try the next dress you chose," she lamented.

"O--oh, really? I'm sorry for causing trouble."

"It's alright. Let's just go back next time," she smiled.

"Good thing we got kicked out because I actually didn't choose another dress!; I lied!" he internally screamed relief.

Next stop: something fun.

That was Guhiyo's next area in his 'date plan.' Though Guhiyo realized that it was not about the date but about your date partner, he still vaguely followed his date plan as reference but was open to Michi's suggestions.

"Shall we go to an arcade?" he suggested.

"Sure! Hopefully we'll find an open one though."

They didn't. Guhiyo has failed.

"Well, that's unfortunate," she remarked with a tinge of disappointment.

"Sorry, I didn't think this through. I shouldn't have had tired you."

"No, it's alright! Just walking beside you like this makes me happy!"

Her beam of smiled made Guhiyo's heart jump a beat. Acute arrythmia has occured, but he didn't go pale. Instead, he rose into excitement, "Yes! So, where do you think we should go!" His heart rate increased; a sign of a heat stroke.

Michi has the ball ---- play ball!

Thought, it may have been ungentlemanly of him, the suggestion of her taking the responsibility gave her some freedom. Guhiyo thought it was a good move to give her the freedom of choice so that she'll have fun! And he was excited to see her likings (other than shopping ---- that bored him)!

As Guhiyo excitedly looked into her eyes, Michi uttered, "The anime store!"

"Anime store?" then, in his mind, "Anime store!!?? Whaaaaaaat!!??" His mind raced for reasons and assumptions. Guhiyo's detective work has begun. "How did she find out I like aime? No, no way she knows! Maybe it's just a coincidence or maybe she likes anime--! No, there's no way! A pretty and pure girl like her liking anime? Not in a million timelines! Then, she must have found out, right? No! I hid it very well. Whenever she visited, I removed every trace of such childishly creepy hobby! I stored my mangas and disks in a different room from mine! I never bought any posters (it hurt me so! I wanted to express my love for Rinicha-chan!) to prevent exposing myself! Who was it-- was it one of my friends!!? Did they betray me!!?" He soon concluded there was such betrayal.

"Guhiyo? You've gone pale."

Indeed, he has gone pale, "W--we don't need to go there..."

"Why?"

"I definitely don't like anime!" he renounced his beliefs! "It's only for creepy nerds, perverts, weebs, otakus, perverts, nerds, weebs, otakus--"

"Are you a broken disk!?" Michi laughed.

"In any case, we don't have to go to the hentai store..."

"Guhiyo," Michi stepped closer to him and placed her finger onto her luscious mouth. "I'll keep it a secret!" ended with a wink.

"Y--you kne--! W--wait, w--what are you keeping a secret, perhaps?"

"That you like anime..."

To feign his shame, Guhiyo awkwardly laughed, "Hahaha...ha...ha, t--those are only for nerds..." he emphasized, "creepy nerds!"

"Geez! Why are you still keeping secrets from me," she pouted.

"I--I wasn't lying though!"

"Really? You know, there's a sale on 'Magical Girl Rinicha-chan'!"

"Rinicha-chan!? I have to--!" Then he realized that he dug his predicament, "Oh, crap!!"

"Ho~? So you do like an anime~! Then, that solves it! Let's go to 'Animanga!"

"A--are you sure?"

"Of course! I accept all of you including your hobbies!"

"Michi..."

"But make sure it doesn't take your time and attention away from me!" her expression turned 180° in that statement.

"But, I'm still happy. Thank you for not being disgusted by it, Michi," a tear flowed down his cheek.

"Oh, don't cry now!"

And that was their second stop on their date, and the time has barely moved. The hour on the clock matched the slow pace of the lovers.