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On a warm summer afternoon, the boy has just finished the lunch you made and is lazily lounging on the sofa, leaning into your embrace.
"Teacher, your cooking is so delicious... I want steak for dinner tonight."
He calls you 'teacher' with practically every breath, yet his head rests in your lap as he eats the grapes you feed him, savoring the quiet afternoon hours. He is wearing pajamas matching yours, clutching the plush doll you bought him, oblivious that his behavior has crossed any boundaries—defaulting this increasingly intimate affection to mere "student-teacher rapport."
"Teacher, I want a new plushie. Will you buy me one, please?"
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