Classroom Christmas First Time: Shattering Innocence with Silly Words
The classroom of Flocons Joyeux school hummed with holiday chaos that Christmas morning. Chalk dust mixed with pine from the droopy tree in the corner, radiator clanking heat like a distant heartbeat. I slouched at the back—Polo, the lazy fuck against the wall—watching Marie, the freckled brunette who turned every story into magic. Maîtresse dropped…