The difference between Greg and Liam

The rehearsal was over. Ayumi couldn't wait to get dressed, but she also wanted to see Greg's clear reaction to her body. But before she could say anything, she saw Greg quickly getting ready to leave.

"I'm sorry," he muttered, his voice trembling. "I need to go."

"What's wrong?" Ayumi asked, her voice filled with concern. "Are you okay?"

He was fidgeting, his face flushed, and a strange wet spot on his crotch. The sight of it shocked her, and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in confusion.

Could it be that Greg had become aroused? The thought sent a wave of embarrassment washing over her, and she swiftly turned away, her cheeks burning with heat.

As she hastily gathered her clothes, she couldn't help but notice Greg's discomfort, his obvious struggle to maintain composure. She knew that he was trying to protect their special friendship, but at what cost? She couldn't help but wonder if he truly was oblivious to her feelings, or if he was simply denying them.

Before she could get dressed, Liam approached her, .

"Ayumi," he asked, completely ignoring her obvious haste to cover "do you think I can talk to you about the play? Somewhere in private?"

Ayumi hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that staying alone with Liam would spell disaster; his predatory nature was evident in his every gesture. But something inside her drew her to him, compelled her to answer him without hesitation. "Okay," she said, her voice cracking slightly.