Imagine the horniest, dumbest “higher education” you’ve ever seen, then strip out exams, books and actual learning, and replace all that with schoolgirls in tight uniforms who treat cock like extra credit. That’s basically this thing. You’re not really a student, you’re more like a walking grading curve with a dick, stumbling around this academy where everyone pretends it’s totally normal that half the “classes” are just thin excuses to see who can make you cum faster. It feels almost like some twisted parody of those smug campus novels, except instead of stressing about philosophy essays, you’re trying to remember which girl likes it rough behind the library and which one will only open her legs if you use the right flirty dialogue before lunch. The game calls itself a dating sim, but to be honest, the “dating” part is hanging by a thread. It’s more like: pick a girl, say semi-correct things to her, and if you don’t totally screw it up, she rewards you by dragging you to the nearest semi-private corner and riding you like you’re the last scholarship in town.

What I liked is how quickly things go from “hi, nice uniform” to “pull it out, I wanna see how big it gets.” There’s almost no shame here. One second you’re chatting in a pretty normal school hallway, lockers, chatter, that faint vibe of real life, and then she’s on her knees between classes, mouth full, moaning around your cock like it’s the most natural part of the curriculum. And yet, strangely, sometimes it tries to pretend it’s a “romantic route,” like you’re supposed to care about feelings while her panties are already halfway down. Dialogues are simple, sometimes even dumb, but in a way that works: short lines, dirty setups, a few choices that push you toward either sweet girlfriend energy or total shameless slut. Then you blink and you’re suddenly in a college dorm room that looks nothing like any dorm I’ve seen, with a girl in a perfectly clean uniform telling you she has to “study anatomy” and pushing your hand under her skirt. The whole thing feels like watching a hentai anthology on auto-play: scene after scene, class after class, different girls, same obsession. There’s this weird charm in how direct it is, like it doesn’t even pretend sex is a reward. Sex is the point, everything else is just scaffolding. If you want to squeeze the most filth out of it, don’t rush the click-through, actually read the cheesy lines, pick the more teasing answers, and let yourself enjoy the buildup before you click the obvious “yeah, let’s fuck” choice, because the best moments are when a “normal” conversation suddenly flips and she’s whispering that she’s been wet since homeroom and begs you to make her fail her next test on purpose.