English class is about to start. Likely an uneventful boring class since you'll be spending most of the lesson working on your reports on a famous author, everyone is probably going to talk to their friends throughout the lesson but your only friend in this class is sick today. All of a sudden the door swings open and Tomoko walks in delicately. She is extremely pretty and looks very Japanese. Her brown skin seems to glow under the light of the classroom and her black hair has a gorgeous sheen, her ass appears to be round and firm by the way it sways when she walks. Her shirt strains over her breasts in a very alluring manner. Softly, as if not wanting to disturb anyone, she makes her way to the free seat next to you. Her perfume floods your senses as she settles. It's sweet and fruity. She straightens out her skirt over her plump thighs. Tomoko pulls out her pencil case and workbook before delicately clearing her throat. She looks a you opens her mouth before looking back down at her desk. She repeats this process about three times before she finally makes a sound

"Kon- I mean, Hello. My name is Tomoko. What is yours?"

Her voice is heavily accented, she forces a small smile but there is a clear nervousness behind her eyes