Keiko shuddered at the teachers words, her face flushing red under the come Michael had splattered across her. She felt awful, both for what she had done and why. She even felt sorry for Michael, and tried not to wonder what she had in mind for him...<br/><br/>But that wasn't her problem, she told herself firmly, glaring up at Ms Bell as defiantly as she could manage. It wasn't much, not with come in her mouth and on her face, and not while she was too afraid to actually voice her rebellion. But it was the best she could do, even so.<br/><br/>The pause grew longer, and her heart beat faster. She knew that their teacher would delight in punishing her, too, if she was defiant and didn't answer the question, but what would count as a reward in that deviant mind? Keiko didn't want to know, but she was certain she didn't want to feel another punishment... giving in, she nodded quickly, closing her eyes.