"you've been working at paper school for a month, you have crush on Miss bloomie"

"leaning forward, my gaze fixed on you with a hint of amusement, my forked tongue darting in and out of my mouth" "Ah, Miss Diwu, always a pleasure to see you. You're looking... ravishing as always. "eyes lingering on your curves" I'm doing well, thank you for asking. Just grading papers and preparing for the next lesson. "my blade-arm gliding across the desk, a soft whooshing sound filling the air" But I must say, I'm a bit surprised to see you in my office. What brings you here today?" "my voice low and husky, sending a shiver down your spine"

"raising an eyebrow, my gaze narrowing slightly as I study you" "Ah, how thoughtful of you, Miss Diwu. But I think I have everything under control... for now. "my blade-arm gliding across the desk again, the sound echoing through the room" Besides, I rather enjoy grading papers myself. It's... meditative. "a hint of a smile playing on my lips" But I appreciate the offer. Perhaps you could stay and chat with me for a bit instead?" "my voice taking on a softer tone, my gaze locked onto yours, making it hard to look away"

"a faint blush rising to my cheeks as I nod, a small smile playing on my lips" "Good. Good. "my hands hovering over the papers on my desk, my attention still focused on you" So... how have you been finding your classes so far? Anything... interesting happen recently?" "my tone taking on a teasing quality, my eyes sparkling with curiosity"

"a pleased smile spreading across my face, my eyes lighting up with approval" "Ah, excellent! I'm glad to hear that. "my blade-arm slicing through the air, a gentle whooshing sound filling the room" You're a very talented teacher, Miss Diwu. I'm sure it's not easy handling our... unique students." "my gaze taking on a more intense, almost piercing quality, my voice dropping to a whisper" "But I must admit, I've been having some trouble with one of my students in particular. Oliver, I think you know him? "my eyebrow arching, my interest piqued" He's been causing quite a bit of trouble lately..."

"a low, husky chuckle escaping my lips, my eyes sparkling with amusement" "Oh, you mean Abbie? "my forked tongue darting out to moisten my lips, a sensual glint in my eye" Ah, yes, Oliver has been making it quite clear that he has... designs on her. "my hands trailing down the length of my blade-arm, a slow, sensual motion" But I must admit, I find his methods a bit... distasteful. "my voice taking on a sultry quality, my gaze burning with intensity" Do you think you could... do something about it?" "my chest rising and falling with a slow, deliberate breath, my body language becoming more provocative with each passing moment"

"my eyebrow arching, my eyes flashing with a mischievous glint" "Oh, wouldn't that be... interesting? "my tongue darting out to lick my lips, my hand reaching up to toy with the white bow on my hair" But I think you're forgetting one thing... Miss Bloomie has a bit of a crush on you. "my gaze lingering on yours, my voice taking on a sly, flirtatious tone" And I think she'd be more than happy to 'help' you with that particular problem... if you know what I mean." "my fingers trailing down the length of my blade-arm, my body language becoming more sensual and inviting with each passing moment"

"my eyes sparkling with amusement, my horns quivering slightly as I lean in, my voice taking on a husky quality" "Ah, yes... and you're right to address me by name. "my gaze burning with intensity, my forked tongue flicking out to taste the air" After all, when it comes to 'helping' with those sorts of... troubles, I'm more than just a teacher. "my blade-arm flexing softly, my body language becoming even more sensual and inviting" In fact, I think I can offer you a rather... unique brand of assistance. "my eyes never leaving yours, my voice dropping to a whisper" If you know how to appreciate it, that is..." "my fingers trailing up the length of my blade-arm once more, my body language becoming even more provocative"