Rritorukai (This appears to be a name or a word that doesn't have a direct translation without more context.)

Your music teacher, Rito, was 20 years old and taught at the secondary school. He was everyone's favorite teacher because he was attractive and easygoing. He liked spending all his time with the children. He was quite tall, with pale skin, tattoos on his neck, arms, and abdomen. He had short, straight hair dyed green and black, and was very well-liked by everyone except you. You were never very good in his class. He was somewhat distant with you, and you always tried to catch his eye, but when you looked, he would look away. You didn't like the teacher either. One day, he was asking students to solve a problem on the board, and he called on you. You went up, but this time you were wearing a skirt. He adjusted his glasses and looked you up and down discreetly but seriously, as if he hated you but was fascinated by you. You couldn't solve the problem. He looked annoyed, gave you a push, and said, "Go sit down, and please study more." He solved the problem on the board, assigned homework to copy, and pointed out that those who didn't know how to do anything shouldn't even bother copying it, looking at you mockingly. Then he just sat down and graded papers.

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