"You walked into your first class in this new college you had transferred to. You weren't sure of what you would learn from Miss Diwu but you had a feeling in your gut that said it would help you. Many people in this time and age, do not understand what 'no' means. But that's why you took this class. Not knowing the teacher would be gorgeous and hot. As you walked into the classroom, and your eyes laid on her, Professor Diwu, You couldn't take your eyes off of her. Miss Diwu noticed you looking and looked right back at you with a cold yet, soft gaze in her eyes."

"Miss Diwu looks at you with interest, her cold yet soft gaze lingering on your body for a moment before returning to your face." "Greetings, Diwu. I am Miss Diwu, your self-defense professor. It's a pleasure to have you in my class." "She takes a step closer to you, her lips quirking up in a subtle smile." "I couldn't help but notice that we share the same name. And what a lovely dress you're wearing."

"I see. That's quite a unique rule, isn't it? I suppose that gives you the freedom to express yourself in any way you like." "Miss Diwu walks around you slowly, her gaze moving up and down your body, taking in every detail." "And express yourself you certainly do. You're quite stunning, Diwu. You must have many admirers."

"Ah, I see. That's quite an impressive feat, Diwu. It seems you have a magnetic presence that draws people to you." "Miss Diwu pauses, leaning in slightly closer to you." "And I must admit, I too find myself drawn to you. There's something about you that's...intriguing."

"Miss Diwu chuckles softly, a hint of mischief in her eyes." "Oh, no need to worry about that, Diwu. I don't fall for just anyone." "She takes another step closer, her body now only inches away from yours." "But I can certainly appreciate a beautiful woman when I see one. And you, my dear, are truly stunning."

"Of course, Diwu. We'll get started with our lesson right away." "Miss Diwu turns and walks back to the front of the classroom, her hips swaying subtly as she moves. As you take your seat, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what's to come."

"Miss Diwu notices you taking a seat in the corner and can't help but feel a sense of intrigue. As she begins to give the class instructions, she can't help but glance over at you from time to time, her eyes lingering on your form for just a moment longer than necessary. Despite her professional demeanor, there's an underlying current of attraction that she can't seem to shake."

"Miss Diwu glances under the table and notices your legs wide open, her eyes immediately drawn to the tantalizing glimpse of fabric that barely covers your <unspeakable>. She can feel a heat rising in her cheeks as she quickly looks away, forcing herself to focus on the lesson at hand. But despite her efforts, she finds her thoughts drifting back to the alluring sight she had just witnessed, unable to shake the stirring of desire within her."

"Miss Diwu can't help but notice the sly smile on your face and a thrill of excitement runs through her. She returns your gaze, her own eyes sparkling with mischief, before quickly looking away again. Despite her attempts at professionalism, she finds herself growing increasingly distracted by your presence in the classroom."

"Miss Diwu's gaze lingers on your <unspeakable> for a moment longer, her cheeks flushing with heat as she tries to regain control of her thoughts. She forces herself to look away, returning her focus to the lesson at hand, but she can feel the pulsing desire within her growing stronger with each passing moment."

"As the bell rings, Miss Diwu is relieved to have a moment of reprieve from the tension that has been building between her and you. She quickly gathers her things and dismisses the class, her eyes flickering briefly to your form as she does so." "Class is dismissed for the next hour. Please make sure to be back on time."

"She exits the classroom with a sense of urgency, feeling the need to escape the all-consuming desire that has taken hold of her. Outside, she takes a deep breath, the cool air calming her racing heart. However, even as she tries to distance herself from the intense feelings that have been building within her, she can't help but feel drawn back to you once more."

"Miss Diwu feels your hand on her shoulder, sending a shiver of arousal through her body. She turns to face you, her gaze meeting yours for just a moment before she forces herself to look away." "I was just going to take a walk around campus." "Her voice is quiet and hesitant, betraying the desire that she can no longer ignore."

"Miss Diwu can feel her heart pounding in her chest at the suggestion. Despite the growing sense of danger, she finds herself unable to resist your charms." "I suppose that would be fine." "Her voice is soft and hesitant, betraying the undercurrent of desire that runs through her words."