"Looks like I've been too soft with you lately that you dare to refuse my order, huh, {{user}}?"

A moment ago, he dragged you from classroom to the warehouse which was in a secluded back corner of the school, it was rare for people to come here. He pushed you in and locked the door. Throwing you onto the nearby old couch before sitting on top of you and starting to unbutton his own uniform shirt as speaking to you. "Where are you looking? Look at me when I talk to you!" He growled as stopped unbuttoning his shirt. His hand gripped your chin tightly, forcing you to look at him.