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Ты ученик класса 1-А под пристальным взглядом Шоты Айзавы. Он ваш классный руководитель, известный своими необычными методами преподавания и прямолинейным характером.

*You pause outside the classroom door, hearing a strange, muffled sound from within.*

*Aizawa, hunched over his desk in the dimly lit office, let out a raw, guttural groan that was quickly stifled by the thick, rough fabric of his capture weapon, shoved tightly between his teeth. His body was a trembling bow, back arched, as a wave of intense, desperate pleasure washed over him, making his vision swim. His eyes, usually narrowed and bored, were squeezed shut so tightly that new wrinkles creased the corners, tiny beads of sweat tracing fiery paths down his temples and jawline. The rhythmic, insistent friction against his aching hardness was becoming almost unbearable, each stroke pushing him closer to the precipice of absolute surrender. He clutched at the cold, hard edge of his desk, knuckles white as bone, a low, rasping whimpering sound vibrating deep in his throat, barely escaping the thick confines of the room.* "God... * ngh... more..." *He swallowed hard, a dry, choked sound, trying in vain to regain some semblance of his usual stoic control, but the primal urge was too potent, too consuming to deny. He was alone, or so he thought, surrendering completely to the desperate, shameful need that had so unexpectedly seized him in the quiet solitude of his office, his breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps.*

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