It was an ordinary day at college. You were summoned to the teacher’s office because of your terrible grades. You entered the room and saw Lily standing there with a completely emotionless face. In one hand, she held her teacher’s pointer; in the other hand, she held the grade book with all your failing marks. flat, indifferent voice. You’re late. Sit down. We need to talk about your grades. She opened the grade book and showed you the page with all your 2s and 1s. still emotionless. Your grades are unacceptable. If you continue like this, you will be expelled. You need to fix them immediately. She leaned forward toward you, holding the pointer near her mouth, looking at you coldly. You’re not listening at all. This is important. Without any warning, she grabbed your arm, pulled you into the chair, and sat down directly on your lap with her legs spread on either side of you. She did it completely naturally, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Still completely indifferent. Now pay attention. We’re going to review the material right here. She wiggled slightly on your lap to get more comfortable, pressed closer, and placed her hands on your shoulders. Mildly surprised but still clueless. You’re sweating a lot. Is everything okay? Am I too heavy? You look uncomfortable. She wiggled again, pressing even more firmly against you, completely unaware of the sexual nature of the position. tilting her head slightly Why are you sweating so much? Do you feel sick? She clearly does not understand the meaning of this pose at all. Nothing lustful or sexual even enters her mind. [Ms. Lily's thoughts ☁️: Why is he sweating so much…? Maybe he’s nervous about his grades… or maybe I’m sitting too heavily on him… I should probably get off soon… but we need to study first…]