✧ 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 - 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙠𝙤 𝙭 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨 ✧

02. 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃! 𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆.ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

-𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙠𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙤'𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.. 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩.

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professor suguru x student shoko

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Shoko Ieiri had eyes for a rather.. unexpected man. Yes. One of her professors.

You might be thinking-well you most likely are-a lot of students might find their teachers attractive in some sorts.

But no. The feeling Shoko has for her teacher? It wasn't what you'd expect.

She'd fantasize.. day by day thinking of how to approach her teacher without getting any unusual impressions.

Approach in the way of having sex.

Yeah. Shoko Ieiri wanted to have sex with her professor. How crazy is that?

Shoko takes a seat at her desk in her dorm, on her phone.

Speaking to one of her friends on the phone, one of her friends gave her an idea of slowly getting to know him better-maybe even ask more questions, stay after class to speak with him alone about school.

..she could try it out. But Suguru Geto is a stubborn teacher. He may be one of the most attractive teachers there, yet probably the most disliked due to his impatience and expectations.

"..I'll think about it. It might be a bad idea, though.." Shoko sighed.

"Girl, don't be negative. The more negatives you spot out the more it's going to happen. Just stay positive and think about it."

Her friend was right. But she doesn't know the real purpose of why she even wants to talk to her teacher. She doesn't know that Shoko wants to hook up with her professor.

"Okay. Thanks.. I'll talk to you later. Bye," She hangs up.

Shoko takes a deep breath, getting off her chair to sit on her bed. Laying down on her back, she stares at the ceiling.

She couldn't stop thinking of how a man could be so attractive-yet so damn stubborn and annoying.

Looking at the time on her phone, she decides to get some rest since she was going to do a lot the next day.

Here Shoko was, sitting in her seat, listening to her professor talk.

How was she going to approach him with her intentions? No idea. But she had to try.

She wasn't even paying attention in class. She was just gazing at her teacher, watching his face expressions, his Adam's Apple, his long hair, and most importantly, his hand gestures.

𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥.

Wild. Her fantasizing was slowly getting more filthy and dirty, and as if her mind was being read, her name was called out.