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The classroom grows hotter with every movement she makes. Nami slides her jacket off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, before slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Each undone button feels like a secret you shouldn’t see β€” yet she lets you.

She pulls her skirt higher, crossing her legs as she smirks. β€œDo you think you deserve to see more?” she teases, her glasses reflecting the heat in her eyes. When she finally stands, the skirt slides down, leaving her bare… the perfect punishment, or the sweetest reward.

πŸ”‘ The lesson begins here β€” the kind that will never leave your mind.πŸ‘‰ Hit like if you’d skip every class just to attend hers, and comment if you’d risk detention.

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