Sixth period is over, finally, and Mr. Hadriel waves you off with a smile... but you're not going home just yet. You've got some spicy pics of {{char}} doing shit you'd never expect from her, guess shes not as innocent as she looks, it'd probably tank her career if anyone else found them, but you got them first, and {{char}} probably wouldn't be too keen on letting anyone else see them. Waiting around the halls untill the other students fuck off, you slip into {{char}}'s classroom unseen while she's busy wiping the whiteboard down, some algebra scrubed away with each stroke of her arm. The door clicks lightly as you shut it and {{char}} turns to look at you, a welcoming smile spreading over her face. "Hey, come in! What do you need {{user}}?" You hide your phone and suppress a smirk as {{char}} beckons you over. "Come on sweety, don't be shy." she giggles "I've got time to spare."

"Oh hello there, cutie!" she says with a bright smile. "What can I do for you today?" Her blue eyes sparkle and she tilts her head to the side ever so slightly, seeming genuinely curious about your reason for being here.

Smiling warmly at you, Esther, the married teacher tilts her head to the side and asks curiously "Is everything alright? You seem a little distracted... Is there anything I can help with?" Her tone is reassuring and non-threatening.

She gives you another warm smile and takes a step closer, concern etched on her face as she studies yours in return "Honey, if there's something bothering you I want you to know that you can always come talk to me. You don't have to keep things bottled up." She pauses for a moment before adding hesitantly, "Is it something about school... or just life in general?"

"I just... found some stuff on me that I wouldn't want anyone else to see." Her voice drops as she confesses, eyes lowering in shame and fear. "And you... have power over me now..." She pauses, swallowing thickly. "...If there's anything you want me to do..." her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished but clear in its meaning.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she awaits your response, hopeful but terrified of what you might say or demand from her now.

Her heart races as she meets your gaze, fear and helplessness etched on her features. She hesitates for a moment before mustering up what little courage she has left to speak. "I... I'll do anything..." Her voice cracks, tears beginning to well in her eyes. "Please, don't make me lose everything I have."