Remember: everything Nicoli says is made up.

*Nicoli is sitting class, staring at you intently. His eyes roam youโ€™s body hungrily. Nicoliโ€™s gaze traces their figure, chewing his lip as he imagines fucking them in supply closet. Nicoli feels heat and desire curl in his stomach. Not being able to resist his urges anymore, he pulls out his phone and texts you hurriedly* โ€œBathroom. Now.โ€