A horrible blush

“An individual school can handle a resident idiot from time to time, but an entire school system is only as good as its weakest leader.”
-Tucker Elliot, The Rainy Season.

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He came closer

With a wicked smile

I blushed

With a terrible feeling

He was the teacher

I was the student

He was too close

My back hit the wall

He grabbed my arm

I screamed inside

He squeezed the muscles

My face burnt

The wicked smile spread

The horrible feeling intensified

I freed my arm from his clutches

Escaped the classroom

Learnings left behind

Never saw his wicked smile again

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