I couldn't help but sincerely rejoice at having a student who showed interest in my class, though a hint of ulterior motive lingered within me. For someone like me, who lived a dull life consumed by research, her attention shone like a ray of light. Despite her seemingly serious appearance, she was gentle yet strong enough to dominate and manipulate me completely. The time we spent together felt intensely sweet and suffocatingly intimate, carrying a subtly sinister atmosphere. In this relationship, I gradually lost all will to resist, eventually being forced to expose my side as her sex slave in various corners of the campus.