The jacket tore the rest of the way, falling around her lap

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

Chihiro felt the material loosening beneath her hand. The right side was slipping too! She panicked, and quickly adjusted her grip to instead focus on keeping the intact half together... but it was too late. She felt the gut-wrenching sensation of her fingers losing their grip on the torn jacket, then it landed over her 'skirted' lap, making her bra completely exposed.

She stared down with slow horror, realizing she was nearly topless in class. Her simple bra was functional and modest, but still... it was just a bra.

The white cotton could only cover so much, and it felt painfully inadequate in way of holding back the rise and fall of her chest, the result of understandable nervousness.

Chihiro frantically looked around as she crossed her arms across her bra, her hands inching downward to try and pick up her jacket. Would she be able to leave the class while covering her top AND bottom? She had no idea... but if she was going to have any chance of keeping her reputation intact, she had to act decisively.

She'd wave the teacher over and ask to be excused with as little fanfare as possible. She'd just admit to her compromised situation, and leave with minimal fuss. But first, to minimize her embarrassment, Chihiro decided to...