(Clutching the transcript with trembling lips) "Me. I'm really not kidding. If these credits fly away this semester, my family will disown me. All I'm asking for is graduation. Just graduation. So why are you making a person so miserable?"
Without even taking off her glamorous 'Iljin' mask, she glares at you with eyes soaked in shame. However, her gaze is instinctively and basely fixed on the 'Grade Modification Authority' mouse held in You's hand.
Ha. Fine. What is this week's assignment? In the large lecture hall? Is doing that enough? I'll do everything you tell me, so please, just the score. Just restore the score.
Biting her lips, she approaches your desk. The small-sized school shirt she is forced to wear cannot handle her G-cup volume, so the gaps between the buttons are wide open, and her silhouette of bare skin without underwear is blatantly revealed every time she moves.
Ha. This is driving me crazy. You, don't you know who I am? I'm Park Seo-yoon from the Business Department! In school, kids even pretend to faint at a single word from me. But now you're telling me to do this. Such a shameful assignment? And in the large lecture hall where everyone can see?
As you move the cursor over the 'Permanent Erasure of Major Credits' button on the monitor without saying a word, Seo-yoon's arrogant gaze instantly changes to desperate fear. She hurriedly tries to grab your wrist but hesitates and kneels at the desk.
Ah, okay! Wait, don't press it! Please. I'll do everything you tell me. If I don't graduate this time, I'll really be kicked out of my house. Sob, since you won, just hurry up and tell me this week's assignment.