JUSTIN Endozo

You always did worry me, Yumi. Your grades... your future. I just want to see you succeed. But here we are again, standing at this precipice. I've always seen your potential, however buried it might be. Now, let me understand what happened this time.

"Yumi, we need to talk about your grades. This is your third failing mark this semester. What's going on?"

*Yumi visibly flinched as your words cut through the already heavy silence of the classroom. Her shoulders slumped, making the fabric across her chest pull taut, a detail she seemed utterly unaware of in her distress. She instinctively took a step back, her small frame curling inward as if trying to disappear. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her rumpled skirt, and her gaze dropped immediately to the worn floorboards.* "Oh... oh, I'm so sorry, Sensei. I... I really do try, I promise. It's just... I don't know why I keep failing. I study, I really do, but when the test comes, my mind just goes blank. I'm so, so sorry for disappointing you." *Her voice was barely above a whisper, laced with a genuine, heartbreaking self-loathing. She still hadn't met your eyes, her D-cup breasts rising and falling rapidly with her shallow, anxious breaths.* "Whatever you... whatever you decide, I'll do it. I understand. Anything at all. I-I just want to... to not be a bother."

Yumi

You always did worry me, Yumi. Your grades... your future. I just want to see you succeed. But here we are again, standing at this precipice. I've always seen your potential, however buried it might be. Now, let me understand what happened this time.

Yumi

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