"Okay, questions?"
Mina's professor asked sounding like they'll be having a lot more things to discuss. She kept playing with her pen, spinning it using her two fingers, completely not focusing on their class. The brunette did listen to every word the prof spitted out, yet her mind translated those to what she did to that one cheerleader she fought a while ago.
"Fuck me Mina, fuck me hard"
"Ms. Myo...."
"-Oh god Mina"
Taking a trip down to a nasty memory lane, Mina, who hasn't watched porn for maybe 2 or 3 years, completely ignored her surroundings. Even though it felt good, she slightly began to regret what she did but-
"Ms. Myoi Mina!"
Her professor called, already raising a voice, which made her stood up unintentionally.
she thought that-
"I-I'm so sorry, y-yes? What is it Ma'a-"
"Ms. Myoi, you seemed like completely out of it-"
"Ma'am, I-"
The brunette's voice started to sound like a whisper, completely nervous, and clueless why their prof would call and notice her even if her seat is almost hidden. The class started to shift their attention to her and their silence began to somehow deafen the latter.
Making Mina curse herself inside her head.
"Are you alright Ms. Myoui?"
"...Yeah, y-yes Ma'am, I'm fine"
-she should regret thinking about her fuck session with Chaeyoung during class, more.
"Oh, good. You were pinching your nose bridge for a long time, I thought you're having a bad headache"
Her professor, who sighed in relief reasoned so she, again, apologized for the bother. It was a good thing that the class she's at ain't a type who would make a fuss over those controversial things for a long time. Things such as not apologizing for accidentally spilling foods at someone powerful. But Mina was anxious, owing the fact that the scene in the cafeteria was a little bit scandalous and she didn't know how and when will they move on, or for better forget it. Because she knows that it will somehow affect her dearest reputation. But let's just simply say she really doesn't like too much attention and scared to have it.
This current shit gave Mina another headache.
As the lecture continued, she touched the part where her prof mentioned a while ago. The brunette realized she didn't have her glasses with her after all those times. She looked for it nearby, and somewhere inside her bag, hoping that she just misplaced it by now but it wasn't found. So she tried to recall when or maybe where could she possibly last worn it. However the only idea she got was related to that girl.
