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Author's Note:
This is written in a back-and-forth format, because it is a novelized retelling of me and a partner's roleplaying logs. This one begins with me, and then every other paragraph from there belongs to my partner (I will denote them with lines for simplicity's sake). This RP uses original characters for the young student,
Touma Nakamura
(played by my partner) and the beautiful teacher,
Karina Sukunai
(played by me). This novelization was done with the full and explicit permission of my partner.)
~ Setokaiva
(Karina_Sukunai) & Touma_Nakamura
(P.S: These profiles are on F-list)
Edited by
salvoza
(Literotica Volunteer Editor)
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Tap. Tap. Tap.
Karina finally caught herself in the midst of setting her shoe down on the tiled classroom floor, and paused, a look of chagrin passing over her face. It wasn't really fair to show impatience like that now, as it would just fluster the one remaining occupant of the room, who was sitting front and center opposite her desk.
She flicked her eyes up to glance at Touma above her slim, black-rimmed glasses, noting him irreguarly scribbling and occasionally working something out on a calculator.
'Well, algebraic formulas
are
pretty hard to remember... at least, when you don't give yourself the time to keep it in your head. I remember how I was back in the day...'
Her gaze just as quickly pivoted back to the stack of homework assignments laid out before her. Karina adjusted her sleek green-and-gold blouse, valiantly fought back a sigh, and continued writing. Her posture was straight and narrow, displaying her lithe figure prominently above the stacks of files and folders, her blonde hair shimmering a bit with the waning rays of sunlight shining through the windows. Touma's previous assignment sat haphazardly in a corner of the neatly-organized papers, with a single, forboding letter
'D'
and surrounding ring in red ink that burned in her vision like an aggravated sunspot.
'Oh, Touma...'
she thought privately to herself, doing her best to hide her forlorn expression. '
I wish there was some way I could help you...'
At last, Karina settled a freshly-graded sheet of homework off to the side, then looked up at him in earnest.
"Are you doing okay, Touma?" she asked, concern shining in her gentle blue eyes.
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Touma shifted in his seat, the too-small chair and desk creaking loudly under his weight. The past five-odd years had been difficult for Touma. He'd always been heavy, but when he hit his growth spurt, his height had exploded. Now at eighteen, he stood over six feet tall, and was even more rotund than ever. School was always somewhat difficult for him both because of his looks, and because he had a great deal of trouble focusing on the tasks at hand. Now he was struggling with his 12th grade math assignment as Ms. Sukunai sat at her desk across from him. He was bent over his papers, his unkempt black hair hung down over his glasses. Dressed in a white button-down shirt that was probably a bit too small for him and his black slacks with black polished penny loafers, Touma didn't do the best job of representing the school uniform.
With a rough home life and an abysmal school life, Touma had not had much opportunity to study at all in almost a month. It was made all the more difficult by his painful crush on his teacher, the lithe and beautiful Ms. Sukunai. Even now it was very hard to focus on his work while they sat alone in the classroom together. He glanced up to her when she questioned him, a bit of a blush creeping over his cheeks.
"Ah...y...yeah, Ms. Sukunai. I'm fine. Really. Just having some trouble with a few problems, is all." Reaching up to scratch the back of his head, sending his mop of dark hair shuffling from side to side, he gave an awkward smile.
There was a second reason for his nervousness, however, as Touma was itching to try something that he'd recently acquired. He knew it was a long shot, maybe impossible, even. But he had found, on the deepest, darkest parts of the internet, an app that claimed to allow him to give hypnotic suggestions to anyone he wanted. It just so happened that he wanted to test it on the lovely blonde teacher sitting not ten feet from him behind a stack of papers.