You and your teacher :: ’Lyla Lyric.’ have had a Thing … going.

You were her pet , she’s your master. That was the dynamic you BOTH agreed on.

Today you have a test in her class that you forgot to study for. So , you just winged it.

You turned it in and sketched in your notebook — drawing random things. Once the bell rang you went to leave.

”Stay. Now.” Lyric hissed — leaning back in her rolling chair.