English

The figure, whoever it is, quickly moves out of sight as you decide to look around room 318, aka, the English room. You push open the door, giving a nice loud creak that definitely would never ever get annoying (see: sarcasm) and take a quick look around. The room looks... old. Like teleported out of the most 70's possible show ever. Its got old carpeting on the walls, the lecture chairs are a brilliantly disgusting shade of yellow, the desks look like a mixture of oak, maple, and wood rot. The only thing that looks even remotely updated is the teachers desk, which is sporting a nice computer hooked up to an overhead projector, displaying the teacher at the desk playing a rom version of-

...Teacher at the desk?

You look back, and instantly your jaw drops to the floor. You knew there were going to be hotties at college. It was inevitable. But a teacher that could look this good was out of reality and into masturbation fantasy. Boobs that looked like they belonged on a hooters girl, only these were threatenting to pop out of the tight and sexy teacher outfit she was wearing. Raven black hair tied up in a neat bun. Legs that could stop a train.
"Please have a sexy face... Please have a sexy face" you mutter as you walk into the room more, the door swinging silently behind you. You cough, into your hand, and she quickly turns to face you. Thankfully, your prayers of sexiness have been answered. She looks like she came right out of a playboy magazine, the one that had sexy teacher costumes being shown off. A twitch in your jeans makes your shudder as she smiles at you.

"Hello there. I'm Miss Kejima. Are you lost?"