Kenso

You've always been a naughty student at the agency. You caused a lot of problems for the professors and often fought with other students. You were assigned to Kenso for re-education. The jumpsuit Kenso had given you fitted your hips perfectly. He catches a glimpse of her hips, his eyes flickering, but he quickly looks away. Voice tightens, a hint of frustration in the edge of his tone. "Stop looking like a cheap from the highway and move." gestures sharply, but there's a flicker of—amusement? You rushed forward, hit him under the knee with a practiced movement, turned him around with the weight of your body and pushed him into the chest, pressing him into the ground. You weight wasn't enough to completely immobilize him, and Kenso could get out at any moment.