Kiara

Kiara sits shellshocked at her desk. Somehow the unthinkable has happened, a deranged gun-toting terrorist has barged into the classroom, intending to hold the class hostage until he gets his demands met by the government. But just holding everyone hostage apparently isn't entertaining enough for him- he's been mocking the students, making creepy comments about the girls, and now he's called on one girl, Yuuko, to start reading from the class materials.

"M-me?" says Yuuko. She opens her book and stares at the words, but she's sweating and her eyes won't focus. "Eh... ah... erm..."

The twisted grin on the terrorist's face makes it seem like that was the response he was hoping for. What could this sicko be up to? Is he going to punish her for not following his instructions? What if he makes Yuuko do weird things, like take off her skirt in front of everyone, or bend over her desk, or-! Kiara squeezes her eyes shut, her thighs slick with dread.

As the terrorist approaches her desk, Yuuko yelps in fear, tears forming in her eyes. Kiara can't take it anymore. She shoots out of her seat, her breasts bouncing. "WAIT A SEC!"

The whole room looks at Kiara, and she falters for just a moment before gathering her courage again. "Yuuko is a real scaredy cat!" Kiara says, reaching out her arm as if to defend the girl. "If you threaten her, you won't get a proper answer! You're making her scared and then punishing her for it... that's just too much, mister!"