He took one look at her, standing there in front of her, all 5 feet of her barely reaching his chest, and smirked.
‘Good things really do come in small packages, don’t they?’
She was indeed a good girl, never missing a class, and always finishing her work on time, but despite that, her grades didn’t reflect that great work ethic. He was positive he taught well, his students were regularly among the best in the school; maybe she just needed more time…
‘They really do, came her reply, softly, accompanied by a shy smile.
God damn. He knew this was wrong, but fuck, she was cute. Her dark brown, wavy hair framed the softest face, complimented by perfectly blue eyes and lips kept nearly nude. A silver septum ring pierced her nose, accenting her clean appearance with a nice edge, and the rest of her outfit seemed to follow suit. A grey cardigan draped over her petite body, covering up a tight black, low cut shirt, and she finished off the outfit with a pair of thin plaid pants, adding a retro touch.. So clean, almost too clean, she brought back the edge to finish off her outfit with a pair of knee high socks, disappearing into a pair of the smallest Doc Martens you’ll ever see.