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</div><br/><br/>Heather knew all the teachers at Lotus Academy. It was a given, since she worked intimately with each and every one…but there was something about teasing them that made it all worthwhile. And boy, did she have a target. Lukas was never one to faint, yet he did…and at the sight of Miss Nakamura’s girls! Oh, this is going to be good… Rubbing her hands almost gleefully, mischief dancing in those blue eyes of hers, she hurried to catch up with the man, the distance being eaten away rather quickly. “Hey! Lukas! Good morning!” she called out, linking one arm through his in an act of familiarity. “How are you doing today? Did you see those fireworks earlier? Man, Takahara must be in so much trouble now…” Chuckling while shaking her head, silvery strands of hair danced around her shoulders, catching the warm morning light and reflecting purple. “So…Did you enjoy the view? Of Nakamura’s breasts, I mean.” Her grin guileless, she poked him in the side, hip bumping into his.