Get them off

Miss Ogawa's eyes widen as she looks at the two girls in front of her, at the same moment that the sleeve completely falls off of Naomi's blazer.

"Get those off now!" Ogawa yells, suddenly worried that she may have two students with serious injuries if she doesn't act.

Naomi doesn't need telling twice, pulling off her blazer and chucking it to the floor, but Samantha is a little more reticent.

"Take off my shirt?" She gasps, "but..."

"No time to argue!" Ogawa orders, taking a step forwards, but then backing off, worried about what chemical they could possibly have created.

Her cheeks flushing red, Samantha quickly tugs off her tie and begins unbuttoning her shirt, all the other students in the room watching as the buttons pop open one by one, revealing to the room a plain white bra.

Samantha's shirt doesn't even have time to hit the floor, instead it seems to dissolve into threads in the air, just a few scraps remaining when it hits.

Samantha's hands quickly move up to cover her bra, and suddenly Ogawa notices the small red patch spreading across her bra strap.

"I think we need to give them the room," Ogawa quickly orders.