he's moving to get up but akina is busy rubbing her cheek against his knee , bored and tired . can't blame him for not really liking his job when it's this boring , or perhaps he did like it but only because he could fail his students . . . cute . ❛ am i the emergency ? ❜ comes a quiet whisper along with a soft giggle as she gets up on her knees then feet ; skirt hitched up part her thighs before she pulls it down and flashes the tutor a brief grin , leaning over him to grab her own bag before straightening up . when they walk out of the theater she's reaching for her pink shades to let it rest atop her head moving to walk backwards in front of him . ❛ ummm . . . you know . it's almost empty in this building . lots of secluded corners , and empty rooms . ❜ mischief brightens brown hues , letting him step a little closer to whisper against his lips . ❛ i could hurt my knees . just for you . h- OH OH ! look there ! that's where they brought jito for autopsy after he died ! ❜ excitement makes her grip his arm tight , pulling him toward the room .
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