I bite the inside of my lip, eyes glued onto the presentation in front of us. My pen taps against the side of my hand as I repeatedly swing it with my fingers, my head resting on my palm.
"So as you can see, this person is obviously having a panic attack, now in this situation you would-"
I block out the measly voice of my professor and focus in on the video. All he's doing is distracting me. Personally, I learn much better by watching the video, I'm a visual learning I guess. Whatever he's saying is in our textbook which I'll study tonight anyway.
My eyes scan over the way the lady approaches the girl, slow and calm. I pick apart her movements, ingraining it into my memory.
My ears pick up on the sound of light tapping and slowly I look to the window that runs all the way across the right door, looking into the hallway. There I see Jedo and Maya. I roll my eyes at them, biting onto my pencil to stop the smile from showing.
I gift them with a small wave to give them the attention they're annoying me for. They both keep saying things from behind the glass, which obviously I can't hear. I frown and stick the finger up at them to tell them to fuck off.
"Now this is really important, notice how she-"
At hearing the words from my professor I swing the pencil into my fingers and duck down to my paper to copy it down. They're distracting me, this is an important class. Idiots. From the corner of my eye I see Maya blow me a kiss as she and Jedo both run off, to a class they're obviously late for.
I sigh quietly at my two friends, jotting down other notes I take notice of in the video, adding other things and even some diagrams.
I groan as I finally hear the bell ring, the class was a long one, but I think it's the most important. Emotional support class, where we learn how to help with trauma our class may have and how to help them heal.
Stretching out, I smile at the satisfying pops before gathering my stuff and making my way to the library. It's been a long day and I was about to make it even longer by studying, how else would I get good marks? I'm the top student for a reason.
Entering the quiet building the librarian smiles at me and I wave back, she's familiar with me now, after all I'm here almost every day. I find my usual spot up the back, with a low tables and beanbags to sit on instead of the uncomfy chairs everywhere else. I relax into the beanbag and pull out all the heavy textbooks that have been hurting my back all day.
I immediately get to work on my emotional support work, having the class fresh in my mind. After an hour or so I write myself a mini-quiz to do later in the week, then get to work on other subjects.
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I'm eventually disturbed from my peaceful studying after nearly 3 hours. The bun I put my hair in is coming loose at the front causing some strands to fall over my face, forcing me to blow them out of the way.
"How to eat pussy. Niiiiiceeee." I jump and clap a hand over my mouth to keep the scared yelp from escaping.
Looking up I see Jedo above me with a cheeky smile on his face, his hands on the back of my chair as he looms over me. I puff out air and glare at him briefly. "I think you just gave me a heart attack." I sigh going back to my work to try and get a few more notes down, knowing I won't get much done now that he's here.
"I heard some guy jacked off to that chapter." Maya flops into a beanbag next to me.
I pull a disgusted face, looking at her for a second so she can see how grossed-out I am. "I didn't need to know that."
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Lifeline
FanfictionAkira Fiyumi is in the lifeline support course, a rare branch of support classes for heroes. What do they specialise in? Sexual relief and pleasure. It's surprisingly common in the hero world; promising heroes bond with a student and if it feels ri...