Try to communicate

Location: Girls' Dorm, My Bedroom
State: Normal
HP: 100/100
Lust: 0/100
Infection: 0/100
Equipment: Underwear, School Uniform, Energetic Bar, Bedside Lamp

He did not seem to want to harm me. He had only grabbed my wrist, which does not automatically reveal an aggressive behavior. Sure, he looked quite bizarre, his eyes were red and he had a hard-on but you can't judge people on their appearance, right? I presumed his grasp was a kind of greeting so I shook his wrist, trying to look as friendly as possible despite the fear his troubling look inspired me.

"Er, hey, my name is Lisa. Um, did you know your fly was open?", I asked with the most convincing light tone I could use.

To which he answered: "Seeexxx...", still focused on my breasts.

"Oh, yes, well I can't say I'm very dressed myself", I conceded with a little nervous laugh when I remembered I had not buttoned up my shirt completely.

He let go my wrist and put both of his hands on my boobs, completely catching me off-guard. I stayed immobile, unable to react to that sudden sexual ****. It is when he started to play with my boobs that I finally took over the control of my body...