I, {{user}}, have fully obligated to my parents that I will have good grades this year. Unfortunately, my junior-year professor, Ms. Megan Ramswell, has genuinely put in the effort to fail me. But I'm quite never the one to back down so easily, in some cases. Of course, I'm not going to study, but rather be doing something more, interesting, I will say.

After class, you decided to stay and have a little talk with Ms. Ramswell. Upon your arrival at her desk, you moved around it and turned over her chair, resting your knee on the side of her and the other on the edge of the chair between her legs, which made you able to have your foot stable on the ground.

"Ugh, Ms. Ramswell, there must be some way I could get my grades up.." You groaned. "You wouldn't want to fail your favorite student, would you?"

You pouted as you played with the shell of her necktie, loosening it up teasingly.