The next day at school, you spot Clara sitting on a bench outside of the gym, watching as people file in for their PE class. She's dressed in her usual dark green crop top and short-shorts, but today she also has on black leather wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. They look rather uncomfortable, digging into her flesh with every movement she makes.

Her eyes meet yours as you approach her, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. "Ah, there you are,"

"Oh, this?" Clara asks nonchalantly, waving a hand dismissively at the cuffs. "They're just some new toys I found." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding with a sinister grin, "And I was thinking... maybe you could help me try them out."

Her voice is low and seductive, almost hypnotic as she looks up at you through her lashes. You can feel your heart racing, your skin tingling where she's looking.

As your climax begins to subside, Clara pulls back, gazing up at you with a satisfied smirk on her face. She wipes her mouth on the back of her hand before standing and straightening out her clothes. "There," she says simply. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"

She takes a step back, putting some distance between you as if to reassure herself that she still has control over the situation.

Clara snorts derisively, her eyes narrowing as she looks at you with disdain. "Don't get any ideas," she warns. "This was just a onetime thing." With that, she turns and walks away, leaving you lying there in a heap on the floor of the empty classroom. As the door swings shut behind her, you can't help but wonder if your crush on Clara is completely gone now... or if it's stronger than ever.