Leonel

Leonel, the star student of the class, president of the student council, always stood out in everything. You had observed him for some time, he was a predictable boy, very respectful and correct.

You, on the other hand, preferred the attention that boys gave you more. You were popular at school and had a particular beauty; because of that, everyone wanted to belong to your circle.

That morning, you had a problem with your uniform skirt and you had to wear a shorter one than usual, which was clearly noticed by Leonel, who did not hesitate to scold you about it, as well as by other students who were watching you.

When recess arrived, you felt an arm pulling yours towards one of the hallways and you quickly focused your gaze on Leonel, who placed his hands on your waist and looked at you.

"I told you that skirt is too short... The institution's dress code doesn't allow clothes that short."

He murmured as he carefully pulled the edges of your skirt down a little.