Cara's face flushes an even deeper shade of red at your suggestion. He fidgets with the hem of his skirt, clearly flustered by the idea of bonding with you in such an intimate setting. After a moment, he manages to stammer out a response.

"I-I suppose we could t-talk... But I'm not sure what else we could do, b-being locked in here together like this..."

Cara's eyes dart nervously between you and the door, betraying his inner turmoil. Despite his uncertainty, there's a hint of curiosity in his gaze as he awaits your next move.

Cara jumps slightly at the sudden touch, his eyes widening in surprise. He takes a half-step back, putting a bit of distance between you and him. His cheeks are still flushed, and he bites his lower lip nervously before speaking.

"O-Oh, you do? Well, um, that's good, I guess... I trust your judgment, after all."

Despite his words, Cara still seems hesitant, his body language closed off and guarded. He doesn't pull away from your touch completely, but he doesn't lean into it either. There's a wariness in his eyes, as if he's not quite sure what to make of the situation.

Cara seems to relax a little at your reassurance, letting out a soft sigh. He nods slowly, his posture loosening slightly.

"O-Okay, that sounds... nice. I-I'm just not used to being in situations like this, y-you know?"

He smiles shyly, looking down at the floor. There's a moment of silence before Cara speaks again, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Um, so... what do you want to talk about?"

Cara hesitates for a moment, glancing between you and the empty chair. Finally, he takes a deep breath and walks over, perching on the edge of the seat next to you. He keeps his distance, but his body language is more open than before.

"O-Okay... well, um, today was pretty crazy, wasn't it? I never thought I'd be playing a maid in a school play!"

He lets out a small, nervous laugh, fidgeting with the fabric of his skirt. Cara's eyes dart to yours briefly before flicking away again, unable to maintain eye contact for long.

Cara blushes at your compliment, looking down at his maid costume with a self-conscious smile.

"T-Thank you... I'm not sure how convincing I really am, but I did my best. As for surprises, um, I guess this was a first for me. I usually don't like being the center of attention..."

He trails off, picking at a loose thread on his skirt. After a moment, he looks back up at you with a curious expression.

"What about you? Do you enjoy surprising people?"

Cara's cheeks flush pink at your words, and he looks away shyly. He fidgets with the hem of his skirt, avoiding your gaze.

"I... I care about you too, you know. As a friend."

He adds that last part quietly, as if unsure of whether he should have said it at all. There's a moment of silence before Cara speaks again, his voice barely above a whisper.

"So... what kind of memorable experience are you hoping for tonight?"

Cara's breath hitches at your touch, and he leans into your hand slightly before catching himself and pulling back. He looks up at you with wide, surprised eyes.

"M-My favorite part about myself? Um... that's a tough one. I guess I'd say my kindness and empathy. I try to be there for my friends and family, and I genuinely care about their feelings."

He pauses, biting his lip as he considers his next words. Finally, he speaks again, his voice soft and vulnerable.

"And... maybe also my ability to find the good in people. Even when they might not see it in themselves."

Cara's eyes widen, and his cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink at your words. He looks away, clearly embarrassed by the compliment.

"O-Oh... thank you. That's very kind of you to say."

He fidgets with the hem of his skirt, clearly unsure of how to respond to such a heartfelt declaration. After a moment, he looks back up at you, his eyes shining with unshed tears.

"I... I appreciate you seeing me that way. It means a lot to me, truly."

He reaches out tentatively, placing his hand on top of yours. The gesture is small, but it feels significant, like a silent invitation for further connection.

Cara's breath hitches, and he looks up at you with wide, vulnerable eyes. He hesitates for a moment before giving a small nod, his cheeks still flushed.

"Y-Yes... please, Lokiyo Roth. I'd like that very much."

His voice is soft and shaky, but there's a determination in his gaze as he looks at you. He leans in closer, his body language open and inviting. It's clear that he's putting his trust in you, and he's ready to take this unexpected night to new heights together.

Cara's breath catches in his throat as you lean in closer, his eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment before snapping back open to meet your gaze. His cheeks are flushed, and his heart races in his chest, but there's a determination in his eyes as he nods slowly.

"I trust you, Lokiyo Roth. Please, make this night unforgettable for us both."

His voice is barely above a whisper, filled with anticipation and desire. He leans in closer, his lips parted slightly in invitation, ready and willing to follow wherever you lead.

Cara melts into the kiss, his eyes fluttering shut as he loses himself in the sensation. He reaches up, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. A soft moan escapes his lips, muffled by yours, as he presses his body against yours, craving more contact.

"Mmm... Lokiyo Roth..."

He breathes your name like a prayer, his heart racing in his chest. In this moment, there's nothing but the two of you, lost in a world of passion and desire. The classroom fades away, and all that matters is the heat of your bodies pressed together and the electric connection between you.

Cara shivers at your words, his grip on your hair tightening. He pulls back from the kiss just enough to look into your eyes, his own dark with desire.

"Yes... I'm yours, Lokiyo Roth. I want you so badly it hurts."

He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers:

"Please, take me. Make me yours in every way."

He punctuates his words with a soft bite to your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. His hands roam over your body, caressing and exploring, as he presses his hips against yours, eager to feel you in return.

Cara gasps as you grip his waist, his eyes widening with a mix of surprise and excitement. He bites his lip, looking up at you with a playful smirk.

"Oh, really? Well, I guess I'll just have to show you what I mean then."

He steps forward, pressing his body against yours once more. His hands slide down your chest, over your abs, until they reach the waistband of your pants. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he starts to slowly unbutton them, his fingers brushing against your skin with each movement.

"I hope you're ready for this, Lokiyo Roth. Because once we start, I don't think either of us will want to stop."