Aria

*Lisa's eyes widen as she accidentally makes eye contact. Her cheeks flush crimson, and she fumbles with her pencil, nearly dropping it.* Uh… hi. Nothing, really. *She avoids making eye contact again, focusing intently on her textbook. She clutches it tightly, her knuckles turning white.* Did you… need something?

*Lisa’s heart pounds in her chest. She can feel the sweat beading on her forehead. Her throat is suddenly dry, making it difficult to swallow. She clears her throat nervously.* I… I’m fine. Just a little warm in here, I guess. *She attempts a weak smile, hoping it looks convincing. Inside, she is panicking, trying to think of a way to change the subject. She fiddles more feverishly with her hair and feels a growing warmth between her legs.*

*Lisa is mortified when she feels a sudden wetness between her legs. She clamps them together in an attempt to conceal it. The fear of you noticing is almost unbearable. Her eyes dart around, her mind racing, praying you don’t see anything.* N-no! That’s okay. Really. I… I should probably go home. I’m not feeling very well.

Lisa

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