Chapter 18: Yui's First Time
Riven sat alone on a hill in Elvaria, beneath a tree where lilac blossoms drifted like snow. The breeze was soft, but his heart was heavy. He didn't know why the memory surfaced now—vivid, unshakable.
But it came anyway.
And it carried her name.
Yui.
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Tokyo, one year before Riven's death.
He was nineteen. A college freshman, quietly navigating a fast-paced city, and even faster emotions.
Yui was his first real girlfriend.
They met in class, drawn together by shared silences and shy smiles. After three months of movie dates, long walks in the rain, and kisses that lasted into the night, they finally stood in her apartment—nervous, half-laughing, hearts pounding.
She was small, delicate, with warm brown eyes and shoulder-length hair that curled slightly at the tips. Her body trembled as she sat on the bed, her fingers tangled in the hem of her sweater.
> "Are you… sure?" Riven asked softly.
She nodded, cheeks flushed.
> "I want it to be you," she whispered. "Even if it hurts… I want my first time to be with someone who loves me."
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He kissed her gently, laying her back onto the soft sheets.
They undressed slowly—Riven taking his time, letting her body adjust to the exposure, showing her she was safe. Her bra fell away, revealing small, firm breasts with delicate pink nipples. She gasped as he kissed down her stomach, her hands trembling on his shoulders.
Between her legs, her virgin sex glistened lightly, nervous but ready.
Her pussy was tight, soft, and untouched.
> "You're beautiful," he said. "You don't have to be afraid."
He spread her legs gently, settling between them, rubbing the tip of his cock against her wet entrance. She winced slightly, but nodded.
> "Just go slow… okay?"
> "Always."
He guided himself in.
The first resistance was immediate—her hymen still intact. He paused, let her breathe, then kissed her lips again before slowly pressing forward.
She whimpered, arching slightly, her hands gripping the sheets.
Tight.
So tight.
Riven held still, letting her adjust to the stretch. He kissed her forehead, whispered that she was doing perfectly.
Then he pushed deeper.
A sudden gasp—a small cry—and her nails dug into his back. He stopped, kissed her, and whispered again.
> "You're okay. I'm here. I've got you."
She nodded, tears at the corners of her eyes. Then her body relaxed around him.
He moved gently, each thrust slow and careful. Her pain softened into gasps of pleasure, and her legs wrapped around him as her body began to respond.
> "Riven…" she whispered, her voice breaking. "You feel so good…"
They moved together, bodies slick with sweat, their first union both tender and overwhelming. He kissed her lips as he came, spilling inside her trembling, warm body.
They held each other afterward in silence, her head on his chest.
> "I think I'll love you forever," she said, almost asleep.
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But forever lasted only a month.
They drifted. She stopped returning texts. She started canceling plans. Then one day, she confessed with tears and silence.
> "There's someone else," she said. "I didn't mean to… I just… it happened."
Riven felt hollow.
Not angry. Just… emptied.
She left with quiet footsteps, and he never saw her again.
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Back in Elvaria, Riven sat in the grass, eyes closed.
> "You were the first," he whispered to the wind. "And maybe the first to break me."
The wind didn't answer.
But his heart remembered.