The girl was wearing the most ordinary school uniform, which was a little baggy, but she was cute and full of youthful energy.
She glanced around and noticed that only male teachers were sitting in their seats in the office, grading papers with their heads down.
She walked up to the teacher's office and softly called out, "Hello, teacher."
The teacher's hand, which was grading homework, paused in mid-air. She looked up and asked, "Xinyi, you're here?"
Xin Yi's voice was a little soft, but gentle: "Teacher, what do you want to see me about?"
The teacher pushed up her glasses and gestured for her to stand a little closer.
Xinyi moved forward a few steps and stood in front of the teacher's desk.
The male teacher looked up and pushed the homework in his hand over: "Take a look at your homework."
Xinyi took her notebook and found it covered in crosses. Upon closer inspection, she realized it wasn't her notebook, even though the handwriting looked very similar to hers: "Teacher, this is not my notebook."
Male teacher: "How could that be? Your name is clearly written on the notebook. It's okay if you don't know how to do it. Just answer honestly and the teacher won't blame you."
Xinyi: "This really isn't my notebook."
The teacher pulled Xinyi's wrist and drew her to her side: "If it's not yours, it's not yours. Let me explain it to you again."
Xinyi wanted to refuse, but the teacher had already let go of her hand and started talking. She felt a little disgusted. Why did the teacher have to be so close to her when explaining the problem? And she had clearly said that the workbook was not hers, but the teacher did not believe her.
While enduring the teacher's tedious explanation of the problem again, Xinyi quietly took a step back, thinking of it as learning it one more time. Xinyi slowly immersed herself in the problem.
Suddenly she felt someone touch her lower back. It was the teacher who placed her hand on the girl's waist. The girl left without saying a word, saying, "Teacher, I have class to attend, so I'll go now."
Teacher: "Okay."
Xin Yi wondered if the teacher might have done it accidentally, and she tried to find excuses for the teacher in her mind.
After returning to the classroom and sitting down, she suddenly heard her deskmate behind her whispering. She hadn't intended to listen, but it seemed as if they were doing it on purpose for her to hear.
They were mocking her, because she was the only one who had just returned from the office, and they had been targeting her for quite some time.
"Guess what I saw in the teacher's office just now?"
"What?"
"I saw someone trying to seduce the teacher."
"Seduce the teacher? Huh?"
Xin Yi remained seated, ignoring the two people behind her. However, the two became even more aggressive, deliberately bumping the table against the back of Xin Yi's chair. Xin Yi was startled but couldn't show it, so she moved her chair forward.
The next second, the table behind them moved closer again.
Xinyi subconsciously turned around and shouted, "Isn't this annoying?"
The teacher on the podium looked in this direction and said, "Xinyi, listen carefully to the lesson."
Xinyi lowered her head in grievance, even though it wasn't her who was speaking, and the chair behind her that had been pushing and shoving was now silent.
As everyone left school in the evening, Xinyi was about to go to the toilet before going back when she suddenly heard the sound of a lock clicking on the door. Feeling uneasy, she quickly pulled up her pants and stood up, only to find the toilet door tightly closed. She quickly walked to the door and pulled on it, only to find that the toilet door was locked from the inside and she couldn't get out.
At night, all the lights in the teaching building are turned off, which makes Xinyi a little scared. She walks to the window, but the window is about ten meters away from the lawn outside, so she can't escape from the window.
Xinyi walked to the door and tried to call for help, but no one paid any attention. She slowly squatted down and waited, hoping that an auntie or a cleaning staff member would pass by.
Just as Xin Yi was feeling utterly hopeless, she heard footsteps outside the door. She quickly got up and said, "Is anyone outside? Can you help me open the door? It's locked from the inside."
"Excuse me, could you please do me a favor?"
The footsteps outside stopped, and after a few movements, the person outside opened the door to the women's restroom, but the lighting was dim, and Xinyi couldn't see his face clearly.
"Thank you, classmate."
She tried to leave the restroom but found her classmate blocking the door.
"Is there anything else, classmate?"
The classmate remained motionless, and Xinyi suddenly felt a little scared. Just as she was about to say something, the person in front of her pushed her into the toilet again. The person locked the toilet door from the inside and pushed Xinyi against the wall.
Xin Yi didn't react in time and was pushed squarely. She instinctively wanted to cry out, but the person in front of her covered her mouth with a large, cold hand.
The restroom was very dark. Xinyi could only make out the outline of the person in front of her through the faint light from the window. He was very strong, quite tall, and a boy.
She struggled desperately: "What are you going to do?"
But the man in front of her could easily grab both of her struggling hands with just one hand; her strength was so insignificant.
The man found a piece of cloth from somewhere and stuffed it into Xinyi's mouth.
Her hands were raised high above her head. She wanted to kick the man in front of her, but her legs were pinned down by his legs.
She was completely enveloped by the man's presence, unable to struggle or escape.
Xin Yi couldn't help but choke up because she felt the man's hands roaming over her body. She felt nauseous and closed her eyes tightly, but her senses became even more acute.
Her school uniform and underwear were pushed up high, and her pants were pulled down to her calves. She couldn't help but writhe, her legs went weak, and waves of despair swept over her.
Looking at the window not far away, Xinyi felt a pang of regret that she should have jumped down and died instead of being defiled here by a stranger.
Her strength was like child's play to the man, and tears streamed down her face as she couldn't help but cry.
She even heard the man's muffled groans when he was aroused, but the next second her whole body stiffened; the sound was so familiar.
The man quickly finished his actions, leaving the limp Xinyi behind, and hurriedly fled.
Xin Yi was filled with resentment. She recognized the person as her math teacher. She felt nauseous, took off the cloth, and sat on the ground to dry heave.
Soon her tears dried up, and she stood up, leaning against the wall. Her eyes, however, no longer held the timidity and gentleness of before, but instead concealed a turbulent and terrifying force like the ocean waves.
She slowly walked out of the school gate.
A few days later, Xinyi went to school as usual. However, this time, when facing the people who bullied her, she only smiled, but no one noticed that a heart of revenge was hidden beneath that smile.
The math teacher called Xinyi over, and after that night he became even more brazen, even reaching under Xinyi's skirt.
Xinyi lowered her head and pretended to be scared: "Teacher, please don't do this."
Math teacher: "What if you don't want to?"
Xinyi lowered her head and remained silent.
The teacher whispered in her ear: "Stay after school, I'll help you with a few questions."
Xinyi nodded, turned and left with a devilish smile.
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