Shokushu History Class
From the corridor, you look through a glass panel into the classroom. A sign on the door says History but it looks much like school-rooms everywhere. Rows of basic desks and chairs all face towards the front. The girls look more attractive that any you remember when you were in school though. They all seem fixated by something just out of your field of vision. Even opening the door and walking into the room doesn't distract them..
Looking round the corner, you see the girls attention is on their teacher. And with good reason. A group of the young students are surrounding her and apparently making fun. The teacher seems unable to control her charges and flaps around distractedly to the amusement of her tormentors. 'Oh, come now girls. Do please be good and sit back down,' she whines without much conviction. But the girls just laugh at her lack of authority and tease her the more. One grabs hold of her sweater and yanks on the sleeve, ripping the garment half off her body and revealing a well-filled bra. For a moment the girls look aghast at having gone too far. But as the teacher whimpers, they close on her like a pack of wolves smelling fear.