You're A Wimp, Senpai / Senpai! Let's Go To...: 6 :

The humidity in the art room was stifling, but it was nothing compared to the heat rising in Senpai’s cheeks. He kept his eyes glued to his sketchbook, desperately trying to finish a landscape, but the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of a sandal against the floor told him his peace was over.

"Don't tell me you're scared of a little sand?" she teased, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Or are you just worried you won't be able to keep your eyes off me?" 6 : You're a Wimp, Senpai / Senpai! Let's Go to...

He froze. The beach meant crowds. It meant swimsuits. It meant Nagatoro having a hundred new ways to make his life difficult under the sun. The humidity in the art room was stifling,

Senpai stammered, his brush trembling. "I—I just wanted to finish this before the break ends..." "Or are you just worried you won't be

"Lame! Totally lame!" She snatched his glasses right off his face, blurring the world into a smudge of watercolors. "If you stay in here any longer, you’re going to sprout mold. Since you’re too much of a coward to go outside on your own..." She leaned in closer, her signature devilish grin widening.