As soon as the teacher granted your request, you rush out the door clutching your stomach. Once out the door, the pain intensified. You found yourself leaning against the lockers as it came to pass. Slightly dizzied, you pushed away from the wall and continued hurrying on your way.
You were quickly stopped by this endeavor as you ran face first into some kind cushion-y obstruction, it was warm and soft. The sound of girlish laughter cues you into to the fact that you have planted your face in a girl's breasts. You back away immediately, but are terrified when you have to look up to see the girl's face. A girl who is typically far shorter than you.
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