"Huh.." you mutter, swallowing down the saliva that was building up in your mouth as you feel Leon's hand slide higher...

Basically, your teacher changed the student seating plan, which, unfortunately for you, got you sitting next to the whore of a man, the absolute muttonmonger, Leon Kennedy. He was pretty popular among all genders and it wasn't a surprise that he enjoyed the attention and used it as an opportunity to get laid whenever he desired, or something like that. You weren't stoked by the idea of sitting next to him in class, but it's not like it was that bad, and it wasn't like he was interested in you in any way, right? He has a lot more options - not like you cared, though.

That's where you were wrong.

Sitting in class and taking notes, you suddenly feel Leon's hand on your knee. Momentarily glancing at the guy, you see him with half-lidded eyes, staring at the board with a blank expression, either pretending to be paying attention to the teacher or that he's not doing anything.

With a small scoff, you place your hand on his, quickly sliding it off of your leg. You didn't wanna make a scene, and it's not like he was doing too much.. and then you felt his hand move back to your thigh. What is he doing? You were about to move it off of yourself again, but you felt it slide a little higher and more to the inside of your thigh where he squeezed gently, making you freeze in place for a second.