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Break is over, you start your next lesson. Your teacher starts laughing
HA↗️HA↘️HA↗️HA↘️HA↗️HA
There is no doubt. Sweat drops form on your face. You remember the time you imagined weird things with pekora. You start to feel ill. "Is everything alright" the teacher asks. Its too much, you can barely hold it in. "Yea im fine, peko" you say. The whole class looks at you. Everybody thinks you are an even bigger weirdo than you are. The teacher is the only one (apart from your friends group) knowing where that came from, for she is pekora