No, not really.

Advanced Psionics was not a class that you looked forward to the next day. Not only was it an extremely demanding year-long course, Ever since your first interaction with Harmony in this class, she has taken it upon herself to partner with you in every single group activity and make your life in that class nearly impossible. Somehow you doubt the fact that you were now essentially her fuckdoll would make her go any easier on you.

As your dwarf teacher waddles into the classroom and begins to set up his notes for the day's lecture, you noticed that Harmony was not sitting at the front of the class as she usually does. Instead, she seemed to have picked the spot right behind you, despite not having shared a single word since your "activities" last night. You could feel her gaze bore into the back of your head, and her lips curling up into a sneer as she appraised you like a piece of meat.

"Alright class, today we're moving on to some more advanced material that will be covered in this year's final exam." The collective groans from the entire class seemingly unnoticed by the professor. Just like the beginning of the semester, the entire lecture was done telepathically, with only the sounds of writing and notes being taken that breaks the silence of the class. Turns out they were learning the forms of basic mind control. Ways to attack and defend against an opponent with nothing other than will of the mind.

"Partner up now and practice attacking and defending, once you have the hang of it, we'll move onto giving you guys a feel of what actual control would feel like. Try and partner up with somebody different today." The professor gave you a particular look during that last portion, only to be surprised by the look of absolute relief on your face. Harmony's actions last night have made it incredibly painful to sit throughout the entirety of the lecture, so you leaned heavily to one side.

Unfortunately, Harmony doesn't seem to share the professor's ideas. A hand claps down heavily on your left shoulder and you wince at the pain of being **** back down onto your seat.

"Don't even think about going to anybody else." Harmony's voice dripped with menace as she sat down in the chair in front of you and looked you in the eyes. For the next 20 minutes, your mind was a battlefield of epic proportions as both you and Harmony wrestled for control. Harmony's psionics was more refined, probably borne from years of practice, but you had the advantage of brute strength of will, as you absolutely did not want her rifling through your memories and thoughts.

"Listen up class!" The professors thoughts cut through as smoothly as a ship through water. "Although direct mind control on an unwilling subject is a forbidden act that could carry serious jail time, it is important that you know what it feels like to be both under control as well as being controlled in order fully comprehend the severity of this magic. Practice taking down your own defenses and letting your partner gain control. For this activity you might want to pair up with somebody you are familiar and comfortable with, although it seems like a few of you have done that already." The professor shot Harmony an irritated look, which she completely ignored.

As expected, Harmony turned back towards you with glee in her eyes. "I can totally understand how this would be useful for our purposes." Unfortunately, her happy demeanor and husky voice only seemed to fill you with more dread than before.