A strange day.
A bead of sweat drips over my brow, flowing past my eye, falling on to a piece of paper. I instinctively shut my eye from the sting of salt in my sweat. Nervousness clouds my brain as my hands shake. My writing was a complete mess indicating the current state of my mind.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I knew I shouldn't have played Yandere simulator, last night. But it was soooo good though. Having a girl just be all over you, ooooou, if only she was mine. I would do this and that and this. Hehehehe.'
My eyes start to daze out as I blankly stare ahead. A perverted grin streaks across my face as drool starts to slowly drop from my mouth. My hand as if all of a sudden knowing the answers went into overdrive, filling up the page almost instantly.
The people around me heard the rapid increase in writing speed, turned their attention over to me. Only to be disgusted from the appearance that I gave off. Quickly turning back to their papers to finish.
"Class, you have ten minutes to finish." A melodic voice that enchants all who hear, rings across the room. This reminder causing some students to rush to quickly fill out the paper, while others released a sigh of relief for the coming end of this period of time.
In my head
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A soft, gentle hand caresses my face as the girl from the Yandere game brings her face to my ear. She whispers to me, "You have ten minutes to finish me~." She glides her hand up my pants towards my crotch, igniting my wildly desires. My arms immediately go into action. My left supporting her neck and shoulders, while my right picking up her right leg. This causing her to slightly fall back a bit before I catch her. In that position, I lock lips with her. My tongue weaving its way into her mouth to play a wet game of tag with hers. Enjoying the moment of bliss. I pull my head back and look at her enchanting face. Redness is flush upon her cheeks as she is gasping for air. Her tongue peeking out of her mouth looking for its lost companion.
I try to engage again in our 'communication', but she starts to mouth something out. I back away and strain my ears to hear what she was trying to say.
"It's time to hand in your paper"
In the classroom
'Huh?.........SHIT!?!?!' My body immediately pops up to attention. Unfortunately, my lower half was at attention as well. Causing the desk to be flipped over along with my paper.
The paper floats in the air and is caught by the extremely seductive, Ms. Taylor. I glance around and only see us in the classroom. She looks over the paper with her glasses that accentuate her business attire of a white blouse and a black skirt that cuts off two inches above her knees. Black skin tight leggings covering her sensual thighs flow into her black heels. Clicking her heels, "I'm glad your 'hobbies' don't affect your grades, Charlie. However." She puts the paper to her side and looks at me. Specifically, the thing that flipped the table. " I'll be seeing you after school today." She walks away with each step causing her perky butt to sway. I look on until she is completely out of view.
'Hah, I'm in trouble, alright.' On the back of the paper were the actions I did in the dream.