Shirt

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

It was a bad idea to begin with. Once on her way back up the flight of stairs outside her apartment, Toriumi realized it had been a very bad idea. The sensation of a sharp pull as she began to head back upstairs; that of her sleeveless top's hem having been caught on a stray nail before she even reached the third step.

"H, Honestly..." With that small remake, the half-dressed teacher turned to get herself free from the hindering snare. It wouldn't take much, just a small tug and she'd be on her way home. It wasn't going to be that easy, though. Before she could get back upstairs, it just so happened that...