Nonon and Anon : Part I

>you will never be an ambitious two-star in Honnouji Academy during the peak of Satsuki's rule
>you will never get out of class early one day due to being a generally well-liked minion and friend of the Elite Four, entitling you to such perks
>you will never head straight for the auditorium and barely make it in time for the performance
>you will never lean against the entryway and watch as a certain pink-haired girl leads her group of doppelganger band girls in a practice session
>you will never be the first and loudest clapper at the end of their performance, widening your grin as Nonon notices you there and tries valiantly to hide her slight blush
>you will never boldly invite Nonon to go for a simple walk on the grounds during your free period, even when you know she has class before you do
>you will never take her hand and lead her out of the auditorium, her minions chuckling quietly as she blusters out a barely intelligible "n-nani sore?!"
>Nonon will never remark on your forcefulness and, upon being reminded that she doesn't have to hold your hand if she doesn't want to, interlace her fingers with your own and pout slightly

>you will never lead Nonon up to the Garden Club's magnum opus, a small but very popular patch of land covered in flowers and adorned with the occasional bench
>you will never lead Nonon to one of the benches and sit down with her, simply content talking about the usual day-to-day routine
>you will never smile at her funny stories or offer sympathy over topics she is very stressed over, such as the upcoming test next period
>you will never look at her with such tenderness as she describes how afraid she is of failing in front of Satsuki, or otherwise being seen as an embarrassment by your mutual leader
>you will never use your index finger to bring her chin back up, planting a very chaste kiss on her lips and giving her your biggest smile and most encouraging words
>Nonon will never blush at least 7 different shades of red when a passing couple start to whisper furiously, occasionally glancing at the two of you and chuckling to themselves
>Nonon will never muster her spirit and kiss you right back with double the force, rising to her feet with a newly ignited confidence and promising to show you the 100% she's about to receive on that test
>you will never watch with amusement as her confident smile becomes an expression of pure horror when the bell for next period rings throughout the campus
>you will never rush Nonon to her next class and apologize profusely to the professor for making her late, assuming full responsibility and barely suppressing a grin when you look at your classmates expressions
>you will never know that they know and leave the classroom with the most satisfied look on your face

>you will never be daydreaming in the middle of class, itching to be free and finally test the limits of your Two-Star uniform
>you will never almost fall out of your desk in shock when the door is literally blown off of its hinges, letting out an exasperated sigh as Nonon walks in
>you will never find her amazing smile to be very infectious, spreading to you in moments as she motions for you to follow with one finger, promptly leaving the class
>you will never briefly apologize to the professor as he trembles behind his desk, secretly hoping the poor guy doesn't have a legitimate heart attack
>Nonon will never immediately grab you as soon as you leave the room and wrap you in a cute little hug, squeezing as tightly as her little arms will allow
>you will never run a hand gently through her hair and stare into those wonderful pink orbs, asking what has her so happy
>Nonon will never make a little squeal of delight and cover her mouth with both hands, her pride demolished by one little impulsive noise
>you will never barely keep a straight face and repeat your question, squeezing her shoulder slightly
>Nonon will never pull from her pocket a test with a PERFECT 100% boldly written on the front in Sharpie
>you will never (loudly) announce how happy you are for her, how you knew she could do it, how you never doubted her for a second, how you wish your grades could be perfect like hers
>you will never almost go into cardiac arrest as she slowly lowers her head with each praise, muttering something about how she could only do it because you were there to support her

>you will never skip the rest of your classes alongside Nonon, spending the rest of the day together to celebrate
>you will never drop Nonon off at the Elite Four commons, giving those angelic lips a slow and firm kiss before turning to leave
>Nonon will never take hold of your wrist and raise an eyebrow in the most evocative manner possible, asking where you think you're going
>you will never spend a few seconds formulating a manly and charismatic reply, only to be denied any words as she drags you into the commons
>Nonon will never drag you into the commons and towards the door to her room
>you will never greet Gamagoori-sempai with the most "muh nigga" head nod imaginable as he plays pool with Sanageyamcha
>Sanageyamcha will never give you a thumbs-up when he knows Nonon can't see
>doge will never continue to look at his laptop, probably staring at gay porn like the faggot he is
>Satsuki will never stop taking a sip of her tea to scrutinize you for a moment, before giving you the slightest of nods
>you will never feel incredibly humbled and awestruck by all this happening within just a few short seconds
>you will never walk through a pink door into the cutest damn room imaginable

>you will never slow to a complete stop and take in everything the room has to offer, stuffed animals as far as the eye can see
>you will never remark at her astonishingly large collection and tilt your head a bit when she awkwardly shuffles her feet, shrugging and saying that she likes stuffed animals a lot
>you will never close the door behind you and slowly walk up to your beautiful, musically-inclined girlfriend
>you will never look down at her and ask with a smile if she likes you even more
>you will never think you're fully prepared for her reply, only for her to catch you off guard with an unusual amount of bravado (even for her)
>"Let me show you."
>Nonon will never give you the most satisfying massage of your life, melting away all your stress in moments
>you will never offer to return the favor with the lewdest tone you can muster, eliciting a slight blush from her and then a nod as she turns around
>you will never slowly remove her dress as she stutters out a "n-n-n-ani sore?!"
>you will never ask her to trust you as you set the outfit aside, slowly working your fingers into the soft skin of her back and shoulders as she lies face-down on the bed
>Nonon will never make the cutest noises as you work tirelessly to please her, whimpering quietly and at one point even moaning
>you will never become extremely distracted by the rigid protrusion in your groin, trying valiantly to focus only on her and not her noises
>you will never fail spectacularly in doing this and succumb to your lewd impulses

>you will never start kissing her on the back, enjoying the feeling of her body tensing up with surprise
>you will never work your way up to her shoulders and then her neck, playing the daredevil and nipping at her ear and collar as she lies prone beneath you
>Nonon will never absolutely give in to what she wants and flip you over with surprising strength, sitting on top of your groin in just her bra and panties
>the two of you will never look into each other's eyes in complete silence, breaking it only to ask her "Are you sure?"
>Nonon will never call you an idiot with a slight smile, asking you why she would bring you to her room so late at night for anything else
>you will never chuckle in response to this and flash her a smile, running your hands up her sides and almost losing your mind when she closes her eyes and moans in that perfect fucking voice, arching her head back
>Nonon will never slowly remove her bra and drop it on your face with a quiet laugh, obscuring your vision just long enough for her to fully undress and lie on top of you
>Nonon will never stop you from undressing yourself, taking the time to enjoy the process by doing it on her own
>Nonon will never slowly lower herself onto you with quiet moans, hissing a bit when you break her hymen
>you will never be completely baffled by how confident she is despite having no prior experience
>you will never withhold laughter and try to focus on the moment when you realize that she's more perverted than she looks, having obviously learned what she's learned through online porn

>you will never wake up to the ever-joyful sensation of being eyefucked by rays of sunlight
>you will never groan and rub the sleep from those eyes, smiling a bit when you realize that Nonon had cuddled up to you during your post-coitus nap
>you will never slowly pull away from her and try to get out of bed, only to be grabbed by the wrist once again
>you will never turn your head back to look at her, the most gentle, affectionate gaze on that beautiful face of hers
>you will never ponder for a moment and truly come to appreciate how this side of Nonon is only for you, and will only ever be for you
>"Where do you think you're going?"
>you will never nod and slide back under the covers, just quietly pulling your bare chests together and embracing her, losing yourself in those pink eyes
>you will never tell her you love her, out of nowhere, breaking the silence
>you will never watch as moisture pools in the corners of her eyes, turning into full blown tears as she nearly squeezes the life out of you and says she loves you too
>you will never sleep in until noon with your naked girlfriend before finally crawling out of bed and getting dressed, walking into the commons as the rest of the Elite Four are having lunch
>you will never be astonished at how perfectly Sanageyamcha can ready lunch despite wearing a blindfold
>you and Nonon will never both be chided by Gamagoori-sempai, lectured on the rudiments of common courtesy and about how some noises should be kept to a minimum when it's the middle of the night and there are paper-thin walls everywhere
>you will never pull Nonon against you and rub the back of your head sheepishly, laughing it off while she looks like she wants to crawl in a hole and hide

Fin.