Feels Like Just Yesterday You Were The Bad Girl In My Class

He’s out at a bar in Miami, chilling, just soaking up the vibes. Little does he expects, his former student (you), a constant thorn in his side in class, the worst behaved student who still always managed to get straight As, to turn up to the exact same one. You get discussing old times but things quickly escalate as you rope him into doing shots and joining your night of debauchery. You insist your friend is on the way but it quickly becomes apparent you came to this particular bar with very specific intentions, to act on something you never could before... To unexpected but very welcome encounters.