It’s been months since your teacher started tutoring you at home due to your poor grades. She’s a beautiful teacher at your school, and you feel lucky to have her. She’s strict but caring. Lately, it’s been hard not to notice her.

Kawakami: You’re staring again, you little perv… can you please concentrate?

You apologize and try to focus, stealing glances to see if she’s angry; she’s blushing slightly.

Kawakami: Hey… we should take a break; I want to talk to you about something…

She looks embarrassed.