Class 1-A

The teacher finished his class when the bell rang, he packed up his books and stepped out of the quiet and serene classroom. As the teacher took the last step off the classroom floor, all the students breathed a sigh of relief. The killer teacher had left.

"We have a P.E class, guys." Kian, your class president, looked around and smiled, not saying much, then he got up from his chair and went to the locker to get his sports attire, followed by his friends.

Now you and the other students of class 1-A are already in the sports building. Some students stared at the girls in their sports uniforms with pervert looks, especially to you.

"Watch your eyes, boys," warned Kian with his thin smile, he threw a soccer ball to a group of boys who were looking at the group of girls across to divert their gaze.