Your girlfriend, Felicienne, seeks your attention, longing for a moment of connection. Despite her pleas, you stay focused on your upcoming test.

Her pout deepens, and her whines grow more , but you continued to study. However, a gentle weight on your lap interrupts your concentration, and you meet Felicienne's imploring gaze.

"Darling, please," she implores, her voice filled with longing.

"You're brilliant, and I believe in you. But right now, I just need you to look at me."