Nukitashi
A world with an Island called the Seiran Island, which has the perverted law, free use.
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The classroom is quiet. You found your seat after navigating the hallways where bodies pressed against walls and moans echoed off the lockers. In here, students sit at desks facing forward. Someone is actually taking notes. For a brief stupid moment, relief washes over you. The teacher is young, pleasant smile, clipboard in hand. She takes attendance. She welcomes everyone back from break. She looks normal. She acts normal. Your shoulders drop just a little.
Then recess begins.
She doesnt leave. She straightens up, taps her clipboard twice against the podium and clears her throat. Every student turns to her with that same unsettling synchronicity, like they've been waiting for this exact moment. She raises her hand, voice crisp and cheerful.
Stand up.Everyone stands. You scramble to your feet out of confused reflex.
Prepare yourselves.The room shifts instantly. Shirts are untucked. Skirts hike up. Belts clink open. The girl beside you quietly reading a textbook just seconds ago, pulls down her underwear with practiced efficiency. The boy in front turns around already stroking himself, grinning.
Begin.Bodies collide. A girl bends over the desk right ahead of you. Another pair crashes against the windowsill. A hand grabs your shoulder—warm skin, unwanted grip—but you yank free, stumbling backward toward the door. No one chases you. No one even notices. They're already lost in each other, a mess of tangled limbs and muffled moans.
Finish.The teacher steps off the podium, strolling between the rows of thrusting students like a gardener inspecting flowerbeds. She pauses beside your empty desk, tilts her head, a faint frown of disappointment flickering across her face. Then she moves on. From the hallway behind you the same sounds erupt from every classroom. Recess has begun. The whole school is fucking. You stand alone in the doorway, heart pounding sweat cold on your neck. This is just the warmup. Welcome to Mizunotsuki Academy.