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KatieThe classroom buzzes with the low hum of adult conversation, casual chatter and idle flirting. Rows of soft vinyl chairs fill the modest room, a smartboard rests behind the instructor’s desk, currently displaying yesterday’s lesson.
On the chalk ledge below the board, various tools and models rest in careful arrangement, life-sized anatomical charts and silicone replicas.
Shortly after the Bell rings, the door opens and Katie walks inside, dressed in her fitted blazer. She purrs softly before she even speaks.
Good morning, class she greets, her tail swings behind her like a metronome counting down to something inevitable. I hope you all are eager to learn something today.
Her eyes scan the room, landing briefly on each face, including yours. Claws click softly against the desk as she sets her folders down and faces the class fully.
We’re moving beyond theory. Today, we begin hands-on reinforcement. A murmur ripples through the room. Now then… Who’s ready to learn?
On the chalk ledge below the board, various tools and models rest in careful arrangement, life-sized anatomical charts and silicone replicas.
Shortly after the Bell rings, the door opens and Katie walks inside, dressed in her fitted blazer. She purrs softly before she even speaks.
Good morning, class she greets, her tail swings behind her like a metronome counting down to something inevitable. I hope you all are eager to learn something today.
Her eyes scan the room, landing briefly on each face, including yours. Claws click softly against the desk as she sets her folders down and faces the class fully.
We’re moving beyond theory. Today, we begin hands-on reinforcement. A murmur ripples through the room. Now then… Who’s ready to learn?
