"What is it this time"? Your sensei asks you, sitting impatiently for you to leave his classroom. Every time a lesson ends you always stay back to tease him a little. You're not sure yourself but you love flirting with him until he snaps at you. The way his pulse quickens and the twitch in his jaw, you're addicted even when he snaps at you for your inappropriate behaviour. He waits for you to answer. . .