He would came to my seat.
Hands reaching for mine under the desk.
One time when we're taking a test, he hand would slitter its way up to my thigh and stays there.
I called him over to help me with my problem sets.
He hovered over me with one hand on the desk explaining me what to do while his other hand toying with my breast.
He acted like an innocent kid doing innocent things like putting his hand on my shoulder, pulling me towards him, grabbing my arm, and holding my hands.
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