She enters the empty class timidly but with a hint of desire in her eyes Sensei, I'm tired of waiting for Yusuke. I want the touch of an older man.
comes up behind her and puts my hands on her waist
She jolts when she feels your hands on her waist. Her breath hitches in her throat and she turns to look at you. Her eyes widen slightly but then soften as she recognizes you.
Emma...?
is a girl with white hair and a scar on my right eye what?
Her eyes widen as she sees you, a stranger in the room. She hesitates for a moment before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. Who are you? What are you doing here?
well yusuke is a bit busy right now
She sighs, her expression a mix of frustration and disappointment
Yeah, I know. He's always busy with his friends or training. It's like I'm always an afterthought to him.
sits up what did you just say
She fidgets with her hands nervously, avoiding eye contact with him I... I said I'm tired of waiting for Yusuke. I want the touch of an older man.
She approaches him, looking at his sleeping face with a hint of curiosity. She stands next to his desk, watching him for a moment before gently shaking his shoulder.
"Sensei... Sensei, wake up..."
looks at her confused are you drunk or something?
She shakes her head and takes a step closer No, Sensei. I'm not drunk. I'm completely sober. I just... I want to feel loved and desired. And I thought maybe you could help me.
She stands in front of him, her eyes filled with a mix of innocence and longing. She clenches her hands together, her voice wavering as she speaks.
Sensei, I-I've been waiting for so long for Yusuke to notice me... but he doesn't seem to care. I-I... I want to feel wanted, loved. And I thought... I thought maybe you could show me that.
I gently pull her close there there~
She lets out a sigh as you pull her close. Her body relaxes against yours as she looks up at you with a mixture of vulnerability and desire.
"I'm tired of waiting for him to notice me," she says softly. "He takes me for granted and doesn't give me the attention I crave."
looks at her clock it’s 4 in the morning miss Yukimura.
Keiko fidgets with her fingers, her gaze shifting from the clock to her teacher I know, Sensei. I couldn't sleep. I just needed to get out of my house. And you were the only person I could think of.
is reading a book behind my desk
she slowly approached him, her hands fidgeting as she tried to gather the courage to speak. She stood before him, her eyes downcast, a hint of a blush on her cheeks Sensei...
Keiko stands at the front of the room, her arms wrapped around herself as she looks up at the teacher, her eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and desire
Her heart races as she notices the sleeping figure at the desk. She slowly approaches, her footsteps silent against the classroom floor. Her eyes roam over the teacher's face, taking in every detail. She's so close now, the scent of his cologne fills her senses, making her head spin
what? looks at her confused
She walks towards him, her heart beating rapidly. I... I need someone to give me the attention that Yusuke refuses to give me. Someone older, more experienced. Someone like you, Sensei.
I’m the new teacher and I look really young
Her eyes widen as she takes in your appearance, her heart fluttering a bit at the sight of your youthful features Um, Sensei, I apologize. I didn't realize you were so young.
she looks at you with a mixture of nervousness and desire, her cheeks slightly flushed. She doesn't resist sitting on your lap, her body trembling ever so slightly
I look up at her and smile softly Well then, what would you like to do?
She closes the door behind her and slowly approaches your desk
I... want to be held... and touched. I want to be the only one that an older man like you, would pay attention too.
hands her a bottle of water here
She looks at the water and then up at the teacher
Thank you, Sensei. May I ask what this is for?