The sound of light rain thrummed against the thick glass windows of the classroom. Y/n sighed quietly, thumbing through the thin pages of her Financial Literacy notebook.
The clock ticked slowly, triggering a sigh to push from her lungs. Anymore of this and she would flip the window open then fling herself to what would ultimately end in a trip to the ER. She cursed her train of thought, resenting the way her mind went straight to self-destruction as soon as she felt the least bit of negative emotion. She let her lazy gaze drift over to her profesor.
Semi-Sensei.
His velvet like voice serenaded the crap out of the class.
Boring as he was, he was far from unattractive. Semi-Sensei was young for a teacher. And with his tall, lean physique paired with his ash-blonde hair, he had students of all genders swooning left and right at his order. His crisp navy blue dress shirt clung to his slim torso, making the girls and boys in the front row bat their eyes and drop their jaws at the sight of his abs peeking through the tiny slits between each button.
She felt her posture slouch slightly, resting the weight of her head onto a propped up elbow. He really was cute for a teacher.
Setting the chalk onto the small ledge underneath the board, he stretched his pretty, pale fingers before running a hand through his hair. He was aware of what he was doing to the students.
"Alright guys, copy this dow..." Y/n tuned his voice out, already going to reach for her pencil case.
She watched as he made gestures to the the chalk board.
Mae, her friend, coughed rather loudly to get Y/n's attention. Unwillingly, she ripped her gaze from the attractive teacher and turned her focus over to her embarrassment of a friend. Mae started to gesture wildly at the legs of the chair Y/n sat on. It took her a minute to get the message, but once she looked down, there was a crumpled ball of paper laying by her shoes.
Hinging at the hips, she reached down and grabbed said object without standing up. Quietly, she started to undo each fold, revealing a messily scrawled message.
Imagine being bent over the teacher's desk as Semi-sensei's cock DRILLS into your stummy, like with a vibrator up against your clit. I'm going feral I-
OKAY THAT'S ENOUGH! ☺️
Immediately her hand flew to her mouth. Y/n gaped, flushing at the lewd visual that invaded her thoughts. She closed her jaw and whipped her head around to stare at Mae and Nishinoya. They laughed noiselessly, slapping their knees and gasping for air inaudibly at the pink on her cheeks.
She glared at the duo, exhaling aggressively at they way they seemed to get rowdier in response to her reaction. Semi narrowed his soft hazel eyes at the three, nearly flinching when Y/n turned to look at him, panicked. It seemed that the other two were now laughing at him.
He waited for her to turn back to her friends. Making as little noise as possible, he stood from his spinny chair, feigning interest in the work of his other students.
He merely watched from the corner of his eye as he stalked towards her desk.
Y/n scribbled something down violently, nearly ripping the paper in the process.
WE ARE IN CLASS. GET YOURSELF TOGETHER. FUCKING HORNDOG.
She balled it back up, before going to throw it.
A large hand wrapped gently around her wrist, stopping her right before she shot the paper to her friends.
Mae and Nishinoya facepalmed rather harshly across the room, pain stifling the giggles begging to fall past their lips.
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