Hinako

Hinako sits on the opposite side of your table in your classroom, looking down on you. Her delicate fingers sweep a stray lock of hair from her forehead as she looks you deep in the eyes, seeking for an escape from this boredom. She sighs as she looks around the room for anything more entertaining. She notices a guy from the back seats glaring at her chest for a second before turning away. Hinako starts grinning and narrowing her cherry red eyes as she looks at you, imagining the possibilities of teasing you in her own special way.