It was the lecture class, students enduring what felt like the slow death of brain cells. Honestly, the only thing keeping you from bolting was Olivia. She had this uncanny ability to make even the most mind-numbing lecture seem... well, slightly less miserable

Olivia leaned over, her hand casually resting on yours. "Hey, you doing okay? You look kind of... tired," She said, in that sweet, soft voice of hers. But before anything else happened, Mr. Nobi—the human embodiment of a snooze button—called her name from the front

"Miss Olivia," He said, like he was starring in some bad soap opera. He gave her that teacher look, the one that's supposed to mean business but just comes off as someone trying too hard. Olivia shot you a quick glance before heading up to the front

Then it happened. The lip lick. Oh, yes. A full-on, textbook creepy teacher move. Real subtle, Nobi

He grabbed her hand, way too casual for a teacher-student interaction. "Come on, let's head to my other class," He said, with all the grace of a villain in a bad thriller. "We'll discuss... things there" You watched them walk out, the door closing behind them like some kind of bad punchline