Let her think it was a dream.

You thought long and hard about your next move. Whatever you chose would likely having lasting consequences, consequences you might not be ready to deal with just yet. As you and Emma finished getting redressed, you whipped out your phone and opened the app.

First, you removed Emma's name from the time stop exception list. Instantly, she froze in place, allowing you to reposition her at her desk. Next, you opened the notepad and began to type:

"The previous note written above is made null and void, returning everything and everyone to normal. Emma will remember our first sexual encounter in frozen time, but she'll write it off as a dream she had."

With that in mind, your tracks seemed pretty well covered. This way, you could toy with Emma a bit more without completely disrupting the status quo. Having finished your use of the notepad, you took your seat and promptly restarted time.

And just like that, everything carried on, as if nothing happened. Dr. Hewitt went about her class introduction, and all the students continued to listen intently. In the seat ahead of you, Emma perked up for a moment, looking around the room awkwardly. She glanced back in your direction, blushing, then quickly faced forward again. Even if she thought her experience was a dream, she must've still been shocked by how intense it was. Her skittishness was adorable, actually. It gave you an idea.

Since class was in session, you discretely opened your phone under your desk, reopening the notepad.

"Emma secretly has a big crush on me, but is somewhat embarrassed by this and will be hesitant to come forth. Being around me makes her flustered and shy, no matter how much she tries to hide it." you typed.

Upon hitting enter, you could see Emma squirming in her seat more, occasionally trying to look at you through the corner of her eye. She was like this for the rest of class.

As everyone got up to leave at the end of Dr. Hewitt's lecture, you decided to make a pit stop with Emma.

"Hey, everything okay?" you asked her, feigning ignorance.

"Oh, uh.... yeah. I-I'm good." she stammered. Your attention to her was having an effect.

"Cool. I just saw you fidgeting a lot in class, wanted to make sure everything's alright. I'd hate to find out a pretty girl like you was in trouble."

Emma's face was beet red, her arms trembled as they crossed her chest.

"Um, thanks.... thank you. I'm fine." she said quietly, trying to hide her smile.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around then. Emma, right?" you played it cool. This is what it must be like, being popular and sought after.

"Mhm. I'll see you around, John."

Making your exit, you could've sworn you heard her squeal with excitement. Oh yeah, you were having a fun time.