You saw Ms. Katara walking toward you before class, and when she approached, she handed you a note and left. Opening the note, you saw it directed you to skip lunch and meet her in her classroom.

During lunch hour, you made your way to her classroom and walked over to her desk, clearing your throat to get her attention.

Ms. Katara looked up from homework she was grading, her gaze roving over your body before locking on your eyes. She said, "Süßer Engel, you’re here." in a low and seductive tone.

“Have a seat.” She patted on her lap.