“Um, I think I’ll just-“
But before you could finish your sentence, a voice shot up from the back of the room.
“Hey, he can like, sit with me!”
You didn’t recognize the voice, and Miss Erin’s desk supplies blocked any chance of you getting a good look at her. You weren’t too comfortable sitting with someone you hadn’t met before, especially considering some of your previous experiences with some of the other giant students. Unfortunately, judging by Miss Erin’s facial expression, she seemed all too eager to give you up.
“Great idea Sharon! I’m sure Tom here will appreciate having someone like you to study alongside!”
“W-Wait, but I haven’t said any-“
Once again, the person who you now know as Sharon cuts you off.
“Awesome!”
Suddenly, the desk begins to vibrate as you hear the sound of flip flops getting closer. A shadow is cast over you as your new classmate comes into view above you.
“But Miss Erin, couldn’t I just sit with the oth-“
“Hey there lil’ guy! Wouldn't want to delay the class any longer, so let’s have our little introduction later, kay’? ”
Before you could get a good look at her, her hand came down and wrapped around your body, trapping you in a tight darkness. You could feel the movement of her hand as she walked back to her desk, along with the muffled voice of Miss Erin introducing the lesson for today.
After a few more seconds you’re released from her hand, tumbling onto her desk. You’re blinded a bit from the sudden burst of light, taking a moment to readjust your eyes. As your vision comes back into focus, you see the smiling face of a girl right above you.
“Hehe, hiya!”
Long blonde hair flowed down past her shoulders and onto the desk as her admittedly pretty face stared down at you expectantly. You hadn’t seen her before, but judging from her red cheerleading sweater, you guessed she was part of the school’s sports program.
“Hello?”
You give a small wave at her, a little unsure of why she offered to share her desk with you. Considering your other options were to either sit with the other tiny students (a risk you knew all too well in a class run by Miss Erin) or to sit at Miss Erin’s desk, you didn’t mind too much. But from your past experiences, there was usually some kind of ulterior motive. You braced your body, preparing yourself for the worst.
“No need to be shy! My name’s Sharon! You might have heard of me as the captain of the volleyball team.”
Well that confirms your earlier guess. Although you were still on edge, it didn’t seem as though she planned to do anything bad to you.
“Uh, I’m Tom and I’m just a normal student. Well, normal by my standards anyway…”
Sharon giggled, then brought out her hand and gently poked you with her finger.
“Hehe, you’re like, so cute! I wish other tinies would let me talk with them, but they all end up running away! Honestly it’s kinda rude when all I wanna do is make friends with them.”
You saw a little bit of anger pop into her face as she said the last part, before reverting back to her cheerful demeanor. A couple of alarms went off in your brain, indicating this girl might not always be as gentle as she is now. For other tiny students to run or hide at the sight of her must mean she has some kind of reputation. One that she’s clearly not aware of. Whatever was the case, you felt that you should stay on her good side, at least until the class was over.
“T-That so? You seem like a good person, so I don’t know why they would, er, run away from you.”
“I know right! And they wonder why I get mad afterwards…”
You gulped, not sure what her getting mad meant in a situation like that.
“But you’ll be my friend, right? You’re not like the other tinies!”
Her face moved even closer to you, casting a shadow across your entire body. Although she had the same cheerful look on her face, you couldn’t help but feel a great amount of pressure coming from her.
“O-Of course!”
With a smile on her face, Sharon returned back to her normal position.
“Awesome! We’ll have a great time together Tom!”
Sharon sat back in her chair and stretched her arms, revealing her previously hidden chest. It was massive, with her v-neck sweater barely containing it. She didn’t appear to have an undershirt, so her cleavage was clearly visible through the top and a portion of the middle. However, once she stopped stretching, her bountiful chest began to quickly descend towards you. Shaking yourself out of your trance, you realized the situation you were in. Thinking fast, you jump backwards, just barely avoiding the impact of her chest with the desk. It landed with a thud just in front of you, shaking you and the desk as it hit.
Looking back up, you couldn’t even see her face anymore past her chest! Two massive red hills obscured your vision, along with a visible portion of her cleavage in front of you both intimidating and enticing you.
“Huh? Tom?”
Looks like Sharon couldn’t see you either. You backpedaled away from her chest, up until you could see her face again.
“Down here!”
After a moment of looking around her desk, her eyes focus on you.
“Whoops, thought I lost you there for a second!”
“Y-Yeah…”
You hoped that this was just a one-off mistake, but she was beginning to remind you more and more of a certain tiny rights activist.
“I did promise that you’d be learning with me, so let’s focus on the lecture for now, kay’? We can catch up more during the break!”
She shot you a wink, making you a little uneasy about what was to come. You planned on getting back to your dorm ASAP once the lesson was over, but it seems Sharon had other plans in mind.
You sat in silence on her desk for a minute or so, trying to make out what Miss Erin was teaching. Sharon seemed to be doing the same thing, as her face was quite focused on the board. You were a little surprised that a sports star like her would pay this close attention to class, but that’s what you get for listening to stereotypes. Unfortunately, due to the desk being at the back of the room, you couldn’t see a single thing on the board. It wasn’t much easier to hear Miss Erin either, as any small noise Sharon made (like tapping her finger or even just breathing) would overwhelm her voice.
“Hey, Sharon, what’s this class about?”
You called up to Sharon, but got nothing in response. Guess when she starts focusing on the lecture she REALLY starts focusing. Sighing, you moved over to one of her hands to try and get her attention. Reaching her index finger, you give it a little nudge. Her hand wiggled a little in response, but Sharon was still intently focused on the lesson. Seeing that it evoked at least some sort of reaction out of her, you decide to push against her finger again, with a little extra effort this time.
Suddenly her hand shifted away from you. It worked!
“Hey Sharon, so about the lesson…”
However, Sharon’s face was still focused on the board. Though it seemed a little bit more… annoyed? Looking back to her hand, you realized you got her attention in the wrong way.
“W-Wait!”
Her hand came barreling towards you, aiming to slap whatever nuisance was at her finger off of her desk.
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