Technically, no

Shuffling as fast as she could to period one, Amira completely forgot her state of dress, all that was on her mind was being on time. In a split second, the first bell rant as she clumsily made her way into class, almost falling. The teacher, Mr. Harrison, remained unfazed and continued nonchalantly writing the lesson plan on the board.

“I wonder who that is.” He sarcastically announces while he continues to write. “Sorry Amira but this is one too many tardies. You have to report to…”

He froze as he turned around to see the dashing girl bending down to put her bag down. She was completely out of breath and discombobulated, and similarly suspended herself in a bent down position. By now half the class looked up to their phones, but most only saw the front of Amira. Meanwhile the middle-aged teacher got a reminder of his younger days as he remained enthralled by the sight of the 45° angled woman, as he saw the sight of his (mid)life. She nervously pulled a 180, ready to make her way to the office. Finally regaining his composure, Mr. Harrison finally broke the silence.

“Uh, actually, traffic was pretty bad coming in, so don’t worry about being late.”

Satisfied with this, both parties went to their desks, as the teacher sat down primarily to wait for his surprise erection to leave.

“Yeah, everyone work on the do-now in chapter 13 on trigonometry, I have to, Um, prepare a test.”

Amira took a moment to catch her breath. Finally gaining composure, she comes to realize how uncomfortable her outfit is... Which sent shivers and goosebumps down her entire body.