When I walk into Alexander Sir's room, I'm struck by a feeling of joy as I think of a way to avoid his punishment.

I can apologise to him in the same way that I did to Edward Sir earlier. Perhaps he will also pardon me as he did.

Sir is sitting on the sofa in front of the table. I'm seeing him properly for the first time. This man is God's sexiest creation. His features are flawless.

My God, he is so handsome.

I want to run my hands ...