Sunsets...
You could also make the teacher enjoy tainting and perverting the student and make him more depraved (from a pure love for his teacher to a pervert haremseeking man)
I shut the door with an audibly loud sound, the click of a lock echoing the walls. She looked at me with wide eyes, struggling to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat.
Suddenly Queen made a small movement and Quince pressed her harder to keep her still. 'God damn! I have something I must do!' Queen fumed.
But her father said " even if your mom gave you permission it doesn't mean you could do anything without telling me. Don't ever repeat this. I should be the one from whom you should take permission from. Did it u get dear?"
-As if you look like a baby ...
Remembering how fool she was to be played by the most trusted person of her life made her heart ache even more.
On the top of the hill was a big building made of blue stones surrounded by a few flats which should be the dorms, first Sam was led into his room by Ottar and dropped his things there. He didn't see anyone in the dorm as they all should be in class in the beginning of the afternoon, he was then led to the principal's office where he really soon got registered as a student, the principal acted very respectfully towards Ottar, got his job done without delay and called a student to take Sam to his classroom while Ottar left after saying goodbye.
can I keep the other wishes"
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Ok' I am going, Zark said.
'If your young master is so impressive, why was he locked up in the first place?' I need to sit with this line for a moment. Yan Yang's voice is absolutely razor-sharp. Every word she speaks to those thugs is calculated—she tilts her head, sounds innocent, but each sentence is designed to get under their skin. And the best part? The author gives her dialogue this perfect rhythm. Short, punchy responses mixed with longer, more elaborate put-downs. When she says 'Perfect, I'm here to teach you a lesson too' after Wang Dahu threatens her? That's not just dialogue, that's a mic drop. The contrast between her 'charming, bewitching peach blossom eyes' and the absolute venom in her words is chef's kiss. And Wang Dahu's dialogue is equally fun—'You little wench, planning to follow me from now on?' This guy is so confidently wrong it's almost impressive. The lackeys are even worse: 'Show some respect!' like they have any authority in this situation. What I love most is how the dialogue reveals character without any narration needed. You know exactly who Yan Yang is after three lines of her speaking—lethal, witty, unimpressed by nonsense. The author's voice in the narration is also great—dry, slightly ironic, never over-explaining. It lets the dialogue do the heavy lifting. My only complaint? I want more of this. Give me chapters full of Yan Yang absolutely destroying people with words before she destroys them physically.