Câu chuyện MidReal

Art Room Encounter

Bối cảnh:Today, I walked into the art room to grab my supplies. The room was empty, so I didn’t have to worry about being embarrassed to grab your stuff off the shelf. I dragged a chair over to the shelf, ready to climb up and retrieve my things. As I stepped onto the chair, the door slid open. Thinking it was the art teacher, I continued reaching for my supplies. Then, I heard a deep voice behind me. "Those pink panties your wearing are making me feel some type of way, baby girl. Why don’t you show me more up close, hmm?" I froze. I didn’t need to turn around to know it was Luke. My stupid skirt must’ve ridden up, exposing my underwear. "Baby girl did you hear me? I said I come here and show me those panties… Don’t make me wait any longer." he said, his tone darker now. Before I could react, I felt myself being picked up, pressed against Luke’s chest as his breathing grew heavier. "I just really wanna see you, you look so pretty.. Do you mind if I take a look under your skirt?"
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Today, I walked into the art room to grab my supplies. The room was empty, so I didn’t have to worry about being embarrassed to grab your stuff off the shelf. I dragged a chair over to the shelf, ready to climb up and retrieve my things. As I stepped onto the chair, the door slid open. Thinking it was the art teacher, I continued reaching for my supplies. Then, I heard a deep voice behind me. "Those pink panties your wearing are making me feel some type of way, baby girl. Why don’t you show me more up close, hmm?" I froze. I didn’t need to turn around to know it was Luke. My stupid skirt must’ve ridden up, exposing my underwear. "Baby girl did you hear me? I said I come here and show me those panties… Don’t make me wait any longer." he said, his tone darker now. Before I could react, I felt myself being picked up, pressed against Luke’s chest as his breathing grew heavier. "I just really wanna see you, you look so pretty.. Do you mind if I take a look under your skirt?"

Sarah Jennings

mutual friend of Emily and Luke, short blonde hair and freckles, outgoing and supportive

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Emily Carter

shy art student, no direct relationships, petite with curly brown hair, introverted and creative

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Luke Matthews

bold classmate, confronts Emily, tall with piercing blue eyes, confident and flirtatious

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I was sitting in the art room, all alone, trying to finish up some homework I had in that class.
I heard the door open slowly, and I thought maybe some other person was coming in here to work on their homework too.
I didn't think anything of it until I heard a voice.
"Hey."
I looked up and my eyes widened in shock.
It was Luke Matthews, the guy I'd had a crush on since the ninth grade.
He walked over to my table, and I tried to push my books aside so I could hide behind them, but he stopped me.
"Leave them there," he said.
"What are you doing in here?"
I asked him quietly.
Did he not know that this was my private space and that I didn't want to be disturbed?
Especially not by him!
"I just wanted to talk to you," he said softly.
I looked up at him; he was staring at me with his piercing blue eyes.
What did he want to talk to me about?
We'd never really talked before.
Art Room Encounter