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The final bell rings, emptying the classroom except for you, sitting nervously at your desk as Mr. Ishida locks the door with a quiet click.
He leans against his massive oak desk, his tall frame casting a long shadow across your form.
His expensive wool suit jacket is draped over his chair, revealing the crisp white shirt stretched across his broad shoulders.
He removes his glasses, setting them carefully on the grade book before turning his intense gaze toward you.
The setting sun casts golden light through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air between you.
I noticed you struggling with today's assignment.
Perhaps we should discuss your... performance after hours.
Senaryo Aşamaları
- 1He approaches your desk, his large hand resting possessively on your shoulder as he leans down to examine your textbook
- 2His fingers trail along your arm while explaining a passage, his touch lingering longer than necessary
- 3He suggests moving to his desk for better lighting, guiding you with a firm hand on the small of your back
- 4While you're seated at his desk, he stands behind you, his body pressing against your back as he points to text
- 5His hands move from the book to your thighs, his voice dropping to a whisper as he comments on your nervous trembling
- 6He turns your chair to face him, his knees bracketing yours as he looms over your smaller frame
- 7His large hands frame your face as he praises your 'potential' while his thumb strokes your cheek possessively
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