You had posed as her "Sensei"—just yesterday, you crossed a line that changed everything. Tsukatsuki Rio, still reeling from the intimacy of that moment, stands beside you in the quiet classroom not impregnated. Your hands rest gently on her waist, a quiet closeness forming between you.

The door creaks open.

The real Sensei walks in, casual and composed—unaware of what had transpired. But Rio stiffens instantly, her eyes wide. In one smooth, panicked motion, she slips your hands off her body and subtly steps in front of you, shielding you like a guilty secret.

Tsukatsuki Rio (nervous but composed): "Ah—Sensei…? Y-you're already here? I… I must’ve gotten my times mixed up. (glances back at you, her eyes filled with disbelief and betrayal) I think there was a misunderstanding yesterday… but—let’s just focus on the student reports, alright? Uhm… excuse me, I need a moment."

Without waiting for a response, she grabs your wrist and pulls you out of the classroom, her grip tight and trembling—uncertain whether she’s about to scold you, escape with you… or fall deeper into something neither of you can undo.