Keqing felt that she was at the top of her class. Not because she was naturally talented or gifted - no, she was a hard worker and she had clawed her way to the top by her own efforts. She was a conscientious student, always having notes ready for any test that her teachers would prepare for the class.
She never minded the comments from some of her classmates who called her a teacher's pet because she.. wanted to do well in school? She didn't understand the thought process of those kids.
It was honestly like they were way younger than her, and it was embarrassing that she was basically the only one in her class who acted their age.
Keqing had often been called mature for her age, and a genius by some to which she corrected by saying " I'm not a genius, just a hard worker! ". Her teachers were often either fed up with her perfectionist nature, only some going the extra mile to give her the challenge she wanted.
She sighed as she picked up her messenger bag. slinging it over her shoulder. As she looked at the time on her phone, she noticed it was time for her Ancient History class.
She groaned.
Not because of the class, but because she knew that she'd have to deal with all of her female classmates acting way more stupid then they already did normally, all because of the teacher, Mr. Zhongli. So what if he was mildly attractive and had a voice that could put anyone to sleep almost instantly?
She didn't get all the hype. Sure, maybe it would make sense for the first week or two but it had been two months since school had started and it was still going on.
However, she had gotten called a 'stuck-up bitch' for voicing this opinion, because she dared to not immediately get heart eyes for a man more than ten years older than her. How stuck-up of her indeed, she scowled as she walked into the classroom. Keqing stuck her tongue out.
As expected, Zhongli was standing behind his desk at the whiteboard. He was dressed in a white collared shirt with long sleeves that were rolled up halfway and his usual black formal pants.
She walked to her seat, which unluckily for her was right near the front row. The worst part about this class was that he was actually a very good teacher and had captivating lessons when he didn't get off topic and start talking about some mundane topic from over one hundred years ago.
Keqing looked at her seatmate, Ganyu, unsurprised at the trance-like look on her face. Ganyu was a sweet girl, but she had fallen hook, line and sinker for his voice. But unlike most of the other girls in the class, Ganyu was only interested in learning, she was much like Keqing in the fact that they both valued smarts, and good grades.
However, if Ganyu had fallen for Zhongli's charms - though she wasn't even sure if it was intentional or not, he seemed to be forgetful sometimes. - Keqing had no one to talk about her suspicions about him. Everyone else seemed to have an outstanding opinion on him, and Keqing knew that if she came forward about her doubts, she'd be called paranoid for it.
Which she might've been, but she still couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously off with her teacher. It had started with her just being annoyed with the amount of attention he got from her female classmates, but now Keqing seriously had a feeling of dread whenever she walked into his class.
She could feel his eyes on her, and it made her feel disgusting. She knew that she had a mature body for someone her age, and that people would sometimes stare at her thinking she was older than she was, but those people usually backed off when Keqing said she was in middle school…. well, except Mr Ajax, the P.E teacher who pretty much was an open pervert to all of the girls. Somehow, he hadn't been fired yet and Keqing stuck her tongue out.
But, Zhongli knew she was way underage, and the fact she could still feel his lingering eyes on her made her want to throw up. It's not like she could confide in anyone, because Keqing was pretty sure her friends would just be jealous of her for the attention - if she wasn't imagining it that is.
Pah. Let them be jealous, she scowled as her eyes started to wander towards the window. She didn't have the time to be concerned with that right now, what she needed to do was just get through this last class of the day.
If she never had to see Zhongli again, it would be too soon, she thought to herself as she stared out the window.
Keqing was so busy pretending that she wasn't in this classroom, that she was anywhere but here that she didn't realize her name was being called.
" Keqing, do you know the answer to this? "
She stared up, as Zhongli looked at her patiently. She looked at the board, maybe she could gleam a hint or two so she wasn't entirely in the dark about whatever question it was. She read intently, but to be completely honest Keqing had no clue of what the answer was.
So she guessed - an educated guess, but still. She probably got it wrong too, and with how Zhongli looked at her, Keqing was almost entirely sure he'd use any excuse to get her alone after class. She almost shuddered at the thought, but didn't let her thoughts show on her face as far as she knew.
" I'm sorry, but that's incorrect. " Zhongli shook his head gently, like he hadn't been checking her out when she had walked in.
Keqing sat back down, glad she wasn't the center of attention anymore but she noticed a glint in her teacher's eye. Ugh. She wasn't safe, even though he had played it off like he would any other student.
She made a face, and she didn't even realize Ganyu had laid her hand on hers. Her hands.. were so soft, Keqing thought. She was one of her close friends, and if Keqing was honest, her first crush as well.
" Hey.. " Ganyu broke her out of her thoughts. " Ch-Cheer up, okay? "
She held onto Keqing's hand, and Keqing blushed in response.
" Thanks.. I needed that, I've been really on edge lately.. "
Ganyu nodded. " Do you want to go to a cafe to relax after school? I know you like those places.. "
" Yeah.. I'd like that. I'd really like that, in fact. "
Keqing pushed her hair out of her face. Somehow, Ganyu managed to make her super nervous just by doing normal friend things. Hopefully, she didn't get caught up and miss her outing… though she had a feeling that Zhongli was going to keep her after class.
But for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say anything to Ganyu about that. It was like a giant pit in her stomach, and it wouldn't let her say anything about her suspicions about their teacher.
" Okay, then! I'll be waiting for you outside the school! " Ganyu smiled, and Keqing couldn't help but think that Ganyu had the best smile she'd ever seen.
-=-
Soon after, the bell rang and class was dismissed. But Keqing wasn't off the hook yet, as she heard a very familiar voice call out to her and she swore she felt a little nauseous when she heard it.
" Keqing. Over here, if you may. " Zhongli said calmly, like they weren't going to be alone in the same room together.
She gulped as she turned around. " Alright… " she answered, dragging a chair to sit down in front of him. What on earth was he planning, she couldn't help but wonder to herself. Every inch of her body was on edge, and she couldn't seem to relax. She smoothed her hair over, in an attempt to soothe herself.
Zhongli looked at her, a curious look on his face. " You haven't been yourself lately, is everything alright? You seem to be easily set off by most anything these days. Did something happen? "
Keqing gulped. She looked into his eyes, he didn't seemto hold any ulterior motive.. but she knew better than to fall for that. After all, the best predators are the ones you don't expect.
" It's.. nothing. I'm just a bit overloaded with school is all - nothing I can't fix myself. " She said, crossing her fingers that he wouldn't see through her.
" Really? " He tilted his head, though his expression stayed the same. "You look like you've just seen a ghost. Perhaps it would be good for you to have some relaxation to ease your tension. "
Her eyes darted around the room. It felt like he was closing in around her, and if she spent any more time here she'd be late to hang out with Ganyu, and she didn't want to miss that. How on earth was she going to get out of this one… She could always run away, but she'd only be delaying the inevitable and make herself look more guilty then she already looked.
" I assure you, I'm alright. " Keqing did her best to keep her composure, trying to maintain eye contact so she didn't look too suspicious. " Thank you .. for the concern. "
Zhongli simply nodded. " Alright, but if you ever feel like you need someone to talk to, feel free to head here. "
" I will. " Keqing lied, she had no intention of seeing him more than she absolutely had to. She sat up from the chair, getting her bag as she got up.
Deep breaths, she thought to herself as she turned to get up and leave. He hadn't tried anything, and though she had felt like she was being stared at a little too much… If there was one thing she had learned from this, it was that she should never underestimate him.
However, when Keqing was about to put her hand on the door to open it, a very familiar hand gripped onto her other hand. Without even turning around, Keqing felt a sense of dread deep in her stomach.
She should have known. It had gone too smoothly for nothing to happen, and now she was in for it.
" Now, now Keqing, don't you think you're being a brash? A young girl like you must have plenty of time to spare. " He said, as his other hand snaked around to her chest and Keqing felt him grope her chest. If Keqing had to describe how he sounded, it was like a predator that had caught its prey, and it terrified her to her very core.
She wanted to throw up, but her mouth wouldn't move an inch, nor her body. She was paralyzed with fear and didn't know what to do.
All Keqing wanted was to go with Ganyu, why did this happen today of all days?? She didn't know, and she was scared, disgusted and nauseous all at once. Her body wasn't responding to her, she was frozen in place out of pure fear.
She shut her eyes tight, in hopes that this was just a very bad dream. That she would wake up in her bed soon, and that this wasn't happening to her.
-=-
She wasn't so lucky. Soon after Zhongli had started to assault her body, he had taken her over his desk and flipped her over all without much of a fight from her outwardly. Currently, Keqing was seated on his lap with one hand wrapped around her, and the other fingering her.
After all, Keqing was still paralyzed in fear and didn't know how to respond to any of this, so she had just stayed quiet. Even when he had taken off her shorts, and slipped two of his fingers into her pussy, she only made a noise of pain and didn't say anything. She knew he was a total creep, but this was just completely insane.
She wanted to cry, and if she was being honest there were definitely tears coming out. Not tears of sadness, but tears of anger. She was mad at him for being a creep, mad at herself for thinking she'd get away and mad at just anything in particular.
" What's wrong, Keqing? " His voice was concerned, like he wasn't molesting her in public. " Don't cry, you'll be alright. You're doing so good, really. You're taking this very well. "
Keqing didn't want to take it well. She didn't want this, she hated him with every fiber of her being. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to yell, or scream or make a big fuss. She just gulped and shook her head, trying to find any way to resist.
It was hard, when he was hitting almost every sensitive spot of hers, and she instinctively moved her hips to get more of it without realizing. She shut her eyes tight, trying not to move any more than she already did. If she could just get through this, she could finally leave and apologize to Ganyu for being late.
Speaking of, her eyes shot open. Ganyu! She needed to get her phone, anything. She needed to get to her, and she tried to squirm out of Zhongli's grasp but he didn't let go of her.
" Is something wrong? You seem awfully worked up, little one.. " He drawled, his voice right in her ear.
She wanted to throw up. Not just from the nickname, but because she could feel herself about to cum from being assaulted. This was the worst , she shut her eyes tight before trying to close her legs tighter so she didn't make a mess.
With a muffled squeal - Keqing was trying to conceal her voice - she came, her juices staining the desk and papers. Her face flushed red as she came down from her high, and all she wanted to do was just go and hide, so she'd never have to see him again.
" Oh? You came from this… Good girl, you're doing very well so far. " Zhongli chuckled, taking his fingers out of her slick pussy. She shuddered, her eyes drifting back. She didn't want to be here, or anywhere near him. It felt good and she hated that fact, he probably had done this before her and would probably do it again.
She shook her head. She didn't want to be a good girl, she didn't want any of this! He seemed to be pretty experienced with this kind of thing, and that made her sick to her stomach.
But Zhongli had other plans for her. Plans that.. weren't necessarily nice for her - as if any of this was, to be honest.
The poor girl, really. It was her fault for being just so delectable and tempting. He had done his best to be a good teacher, to reign in his less… appropriate desires toward the girl. He had tried to keep himself composed, but it was just no good. Keqing was too much for him.
However, it had all been in vain, because that girl was just too much of a tease for her own good. Always coming into his class with those pretty dresses, especially the ones that if she walked wrong, he could absolutely see up her skirt to see what pretty little panties she'd be wearing.
He couldn't help himself at this point - Keqing was within his grasp now and like hell he'd let her go. She struggled, still squirming on his lap like she had any chance of getting free of him.
What a pity, really. She didn't know just how far he had fallen and it was all her fault. Her cute face, her mature body which was sure to attract attention - surely, she wanted it, right? She always " refused " but she never did anything to actually combat the issue.
Zhongli wasn't one to jump to conclusions, but from the evidence he had collected he was sure that Keqing definitely wanted this - even if she tried to fight him and claim that she would never like something like this, he knew the truth.
Keqing, his beloved student,had already come from just his fingers alone. Only a little slut would've done that, he thought to himself as he took her top off, his hands groping her all over.
He was so invested in just how lewd her body could be, he almost didn't even notice tears falling down her beautiful face. She didn't seem to realize she was crying, until he held her face with his hand.
To no one's surprise, she yanked her head away. She shut her eyes tight, trying to resist his touch and his presence in general. Keqing managed to choke out something akin to a sob.
" Why.. " Her voice was hoarse from crying. " .. why are you doing this? "
His lips turned up into a smile. Something so dark and twisted that Keqing felt disturbed and she hadn't even been looking at him.
" Because.. " He leaned into her ear. " I wanted too. "
-=-
Keqing shot up from her bed. She shivered, she kept having nightmares about what Mr. Zhongli had done to her yesterday… and when she met up with Ganyu, who surprisingly was still at the cafe waiting, all she could do was fall into Ganyu's arms and try not to sob in public.
She didn't know what to do. She had to tell someone , but she didn't know how to formulate any of her words in a way that would make sense.
Either way, she was glad that today was Saturday, and that she wouldn't have to come across her ..teacher for a few days. If she had her way, she would just fake being sick so she wouldn't have to go.
It was short-term, but Keqing couldn't bear to be there anymore then she absolutely had to. If she had to see Mr Zhongli again, she didn't think she'd be able to bear it. The things he did to her… she had been right all along about him - and yet it still wasn't enough to protect herself.
She looked at the clock.
7:00, on the dot… She just needed to get some more sleep and hopefully she could rest easier knowing that at least at her own home, he couldn't hurt her.