The Student-Teacher Romance Narrative

Oh!... Right....

That night, Vicky set up an alarm to wake up early so she'd have time to  come up with a plan of sorts or at least salvage the one she had yesterday.

The next morning, however, she had woken up a bit late, so she didn't have time to recharge before getting to school. So Vicky headed over to the bathrooms, hoping to get a pick me up from the car batter she had hidden there for just this kind of scenario. It's saved her at least six times since last month, hopefully it still had some juice left.

Luckily. It did. Not so luckily, Vicky's little shock therapy session was soon disrupted by the thing she had been both dreading and anticipating since yesterday.

"Ohayô gozaimasu, Sensei!"

Vicky's shock went against the battery's shock, causing a small electrical explosion which threw her onto her back. She looked up to see Liam bowing over her, holding a notebook depicting ((Insert anime of choice here)) characters and a pencil case decorated with weird kanji and monochromatoc cherry blossoms.

Shit.

Taking a deep breath, she put on her best anime girl voice (which was basically her voice but higher.).

"Konnichiwa, Liam-kun." she said it with as much dignity she could, lying on her back on the bathroom floor, her neck bolts sparked in embarrassment as she realized she had called him what she called him in her fantasies...

Shit.

He watched Vicky as she scrambled to stand up. Brushing herself off, she turned to face him and cleared her throat. Her mindset was somewhere along the lines of Pretend you didn't just call him that and maybe it'll blow over.

More luck came since Liam didn't question it.

"Ehm. I'm ready for my first lesson sensei!"

SHIT.

Vicky looked around frantically and scrambled for words. She was supposed to be prepared for this! Stupid classes! Stupid sexy Damien! She had to be smart about this.... She had to be bold.... Uhm... Cuddling? Teach him how to cuddle? No that... That's stupid. He knows how to cuddle... And besides she was charged up, she might electrocute him...

Vicky barely had time to stop herself before she said what she said.

"Draw me like one of your French girls."

SHIT.

Liam blushed but said nothing.

Quick! Seduce him!

Vicky took off her sweater, what the hell was she doing?! No. No, be bold! If he is against any of this, he would have said something. She glanced over at him, he was whipping out his pencils! Now or never.

She stripped off to her underwear and tried to pose seductively against the wall. Vicky found that she liked the attention she was getting as Liam scribbled feverishly in his notebook. And judging by the blood coming out of his nose (who knew vampire could have nosebleeds. Huh.), he was enjoying it too.

When he announced himself finished, she did her best to act nonchalant about it as she pulled her clothes back on. He shoved his sketch into her hands before she could button up her blouse completely. Vicky did her best not to laugh.

It was a stick figure. With puffy, frantically shaded hair and an arrow pointing towards it, labeling it "HOT". If she wasn't mistaken, there was little heart next to his signature.

"Sensei? Do you like it?" Liam asked tentively, he was holding up a lovely embroidered handkerchief up to his nose.... His cute little boopable button nose- oh shit wait. He was still waiting for her feedback.

"You have a ways to go..." Vicky tilted her head at the notebook "But, really, I've never looked so beautiful."

No actually. He was pretty awful, it was adorable, but awful. He had a lot of improvement to make.... And a lot of lessons with her.

The thought made her smile.

Liam then proceeded to tell her about the characters he was working on for a yaoi fic. They soon had the Vicky Schmidt seal of approval. They did some character design for them, drawn by Vicky. And planned to meet up again tomorrow.

When they finished he even offered to walk her to the cafeteria... Platonically of course, he was a gentleman after all. She declined because she felt too giddy to stay composed around him. Vicky watched him leave and once she was sure he was gone she pranced around for a bit and skipped to the cafeteria.