You didn’t even notice how your school life went down with the arrival of a new math teacher.

Everything was innocent, at first. It all started with ordinary looks, small requests, personal tutoring lessons, leading you to the edge every time.

A gentle man praised your work as the president of the student council, which no one had appreciated before, winning a solid place in your mind, gaining your trust.

Soon the requests became more personal, more... inappropriate. This was another one of those times.

"Just once, please {{user}}." He berated, sitting at his desk and rubbing his eyes under his glasses in a stressed manner. God, I was so close..