Xiaotong's Secret Diary

Xiaotong's Secret Diary (Part 1)

October 0th

This is the first page of this diary. I've decided to record this. I can no longer bear
the torment deep inside! I don't know who to tell, so, diary, you are the only
person in the world I can share this secret with!

Today, I saw you on the shelf at Kingstone Bookstore. I liked you at first sight. The light blue and pastel cover
, a small boat without moorings on a lake with light smoke drifting by—that feeling of being lost and not knowing where to go is just like
my mood. Most importantly, there's a little golden lock on it, which can lock my heart forever.

This is our first meeting, right? Well then, let me introduce myself. My name is Xiaotong, and I'm your new owner.
I'm seventeen years old this year, um… and then? Okay! I'll just write whatever comes to mind! I'm 163cm tall, and my
weight… well, that's a secret! My measurements are 34-26-35. I know my waist is a bit thick, but there's nothing I can do about it; that's
just how it's supposed to be! You know that? I wear a C-cup, but that's nothing special.
Several girls in my class are D-cups! Is that considered big for a 17-year-old girl? Otherwise, why do
so many boys stare at my chest on the school bus every day? I find it annoying, but I'm also a little smug, after all, I'm a
pretty attractive girl, aren't I? Sigh... Actually, besides having a good figure, I'm just a very
ordinary girl. I'm not the prettiest in my class, and my grades aren't good either. Because I'm so ordinary,
this secret of mine bothers me so much!

What is my secret? It's... I've fallen in love with my Chinese teacher! This isn't anything
special; many girls in my class like him! He just graduated last year and came to teach Chinese at our school.
He's really handsome! With his distinct features, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, he often recited new poems to us during class
. His gentle, affectionate tone always made my heart flutter. I don't know what that
feeling was, but I always felt a certain part of my body start to heat up. Especially since he would always
flick his bangs after reciting, then turn back to write on the blackboard and continue teaching. That action, that expression, often
floated into my mind. But! That's what bothers me. I like him so much, but I'm so
ordinary; he'll never notice me! I know he probably prefers Fangyun in our class because she's
universally acknowledged as a beauty, and her grades are top-notch! I've noticed that the teacher's expression is different every time he looks at her! And me
? Aside from telling me to study harder after the last monthly exam, he's never said a word to me. He doesn't even call on me to read aloud or answer questions in class
. Sigh! Oh, my diary! What should I do?

Oh right, after saying so much, I forgot to tell you, his name is Shukai, Yan Shukai, a very elegant name,
isn't it! Sigh! I really want to call him Brother Shukai, or just Shukai, I don't want to call him Teacher Yan every day~~~

Besides buying you today, I also bought a collection of Zheng Chouyu's poems, and I've been studying my Chinese
textbook very diligently. I know that only if my grades are good will he notice me! If I also know modern poetry and can
recite it with him, he will definitely like me!

There's another Chinese class tomorrow! I need to go review first! I hope I can improve a lot in the next exam!

Xiaotong's Secret Diary (II)

October 0th

Today was really awful! I stayed up too late studying last night, so I overslept and missed the school bus this morning,
so I had to take the bus, which was packed like a sardine can. There were no seats, so I had to stand. I took out my Chinese textbook from my bag to look at it
; I wonder if I still remember what I memorized last night? Back when I rode the school bus, I used to see many girls like me
reading. I thought they were so fake. How could they really concentrate on reading when the bus was swaying back and forth? They were just putting on
an act for the boys on the bus! To make them think they were hardworking and sophisticated! Ugh... just thinking about it makes me want to vomit!
But today, I genuinely wanted to read because as soon as I picked up my Chinese textbook, I thought of my Shukai.
Ah! My Shukai! I couldn't even read three lines before I started thinking about him. My whole mind was filled with him—his eyes, his eyebrows,
his high nose, the way his lips moved when he recited poetry. Maybe it's because I'm sleep-deprived? My consciousness started to
blur.

In my hazy state, Shukai seemed to be beside me. He gently hugged me from behind, softly stroking my
thighs and pinching my buttocks. I felt so comfortable and sighed softly. Then his other hand reached
in front of me, and through my clothes, his warm palm cupped my breasts, slowly kneading them. My body felt like
it was being electrocuted, a strange sensation. The hand behind me then moved down along the inside of my thighs, and I
knew he had touched between my legs. I felt his fingers desperately digging into my crotch through the cotton fabric
! I felt the electric current in my body intensify, but his movements were so rough and painful.
After a few touches, he tried to pull down my underwear. I instinctively squeezed my legs together, but the hand on my breasts
tightened even more. I felt my breasts being pinched painfully, and I shifted uncomfortably, feeling something hard
pressing against my buttocks. At that moment, the car jolted, and I regained my senses. Looking down at
the hand on my breasts, I saw it was covered in hair and wrinkles. I immediately knew it wasn't Teacher Yan's hand; her hands were smooth
and white.

I whirled around and—oh my god! It was a lewd old man! That ugly face was right next to my ear, seemingly
sniffing my hair, almost making me kiss his face. His face
was covered in wrinkles and stubble, half-bald on his forehead, his eyes half-closed and lecherous, with two clumps of eye boogers at the corners.
He grinned at me, revealing yellow teeth. The stench was sour and disgusting that I felt a chill run down my spine and
goosebumps all over. I felt a cool sensation on my bottom; he had actually lifted my skirt! I knew
what that hard thing on my bottom was! I couldn't look anymore; I was terrified. I couldn't believe that
the stories my seniors often told me about encountering perverts on the bus were actually happening to me. Just then, the bus arrived at the stop
. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I remembered the method my senior had taught me. I took out my pen from my bag, removed the cap, and as the bus doors opened,
I closed my eyes and forcefully stabbed the hard thing in my buttocks. Then, I used all my strength...
I rushed off the bus, not daring to look back, but I seemed to hear a scream. After

getting off, I ran to the toilet at the speed of a 100-meter sprint in gym class, vomiting up all the breakfast I had just eaten
. Afraid of getting my hands dirty, I lifted my skirt, took off my underwear, and vigorously scrubbed the area where I had been touched. My
heart was pounding. I felt so disgusted, so dirty. But… but at first, when I thought it was the teacher touching me,
it felt so good! I couldn't help but press my fingers against the spot where I had been touched… Just then, the bell rang, and
I hurriedly put on my underwear and went to the classroom.

The first class in the afternoon was my long-awaited Chinese class! Mr. Yan entered the classroom with his usual dashing air.
From the moment he came in, his every move drew my attention, but I didn't dare to be too obvious, afraid my classmates
would find out. I only dared to secretly peek at him from behind my textbook. Today, our teacher prepared another poem for us, Zheng
Chouyu's "Love, Beginning": "

Since the shy beginning of love, little Lianli,
your eyes, brimming with life, have truly captivated!
Oh, seventeen years old, what a touching first love!"

I had just read this poem yesterday, and suddenly, I felt as if the teacher was reciting it to me. I felt
flustered and dared not look at him anymore, lowering my head. Suddenly, that feeling from this morning returned; my heart was pounding
as if it were about to jump out of my chest, my breathing became erratic, and I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, making me feel hot all over
. It felt like ants were crawling down there, an itch that went straight to my heart. Involuntarily, I squeezed my legs together, gently
shifting in the chair, letting my underwear rub against me.

"Li Tong! Li Tong!"

When I came to my senses, Teacher Yan was already standing in front of me, gently calling my name. Oh my god! His
voice was so pleasant, unlike his usual cold tone when taking attendance. The teacher bent down, his face almost touching mine
. I'd never been that close before, and I was almost too scared to look at him.

"Li Tong, are you feeling unwell?"

the teacher asked with concern. I couldn't speak, so I just shook my head.

"Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Then, the teacher placed his hand on my forehead. Oh my god! I almost fainted! The teacher touched
me! I felt like I was about to collapse, feeling both happy and shy. I could only hide my embarrassment by burying my face in my hands on the desk.

The teacher, worried, asked the class monitor to take me to the infirmary to rest. I really didn't want to miss this class, but seeing
the teacher's concerned eyes, I had no choice but to obey! On the way to the infirmary, my steps felt unsteady, but
my heart was filled with ecstasy. The teacher really cared about me! Afraid the class monitor would think I was crazy, I desperately tried to suppress the urge
to scream and laugh!

When I got to the infirmary, the nurse wasn't there. I told my class monitor I wanted to rest, and she went back to class. I went to the restroom
and took off my underwear. There was a huge stain, on my groin and thighs too, and it was sticky and slippery. How could this be? It's
so strange. That feeling was strange too. Why do I only feel this way when I'm thinking about my teacher? I know
! Because I love my teacher!

Sigh, dear teacher, do you know? Beside you, there's an inconspicuous little girl who
admires and loves you so much. Do you know?

Xiaotong's Secret Diary (Part 3)

October 0th

Today I'm so angry! Why are there so many shameless sluts in our class? Do you know? Today
I had some great news! Our former teacher, that hateful old lecher, Mr. Lai,
was hospitalized because of high blood pressure! It seems a bit inappropriate to be so happy, not very ethical, right? But he deserves it! Every time he taught,
he'd always be lurking around with those shifty eyes, constantly glancing at our chests. He especially loved standing in front of Lin Wenzhen when lecturing, because
her grandmother was the oldest in our class, and she always liked to wear a very fitted uniform. We were all worried she
might break the buttons on her chest! It's no wonder the old teacher gets high blood pressure from all that stress every day!

But what made me even happier was that the head of academic affairs announced that during the old teacher's hospitalization, Teacher Yan would
be temporarily our homeroom teacher. Everyone was overjoyed when this news spread! But what angered me was also because of this
!

During the break of the third period, Mr. Yan came to the classroom and asked the class monitor for our class roster. He said he
was nervous being a first-time teacher and wanted to get to know our students better. However, less than a minute after he entered, that bunch of sluts
swarmed around him, chattering and asking a barrage of questions. Mr. Yan patiently
answered all their questions and even told a few jokes, making those dim-witted idiots laugh uncontrollably.
Especially that big-breasted girl, Lin Wenzhen, who practically pressed her breasts against Mr. Yan's arm! I saw
Mr. Yan flinch, glance at Lin Wenzhen, and then continue discussing things with the class monitor. I think Mr. Yan must have been
terrified by her. That bitch! What's the use of big breasts? Ah Hui told me that last time they went swimming together,
she saw Lin Wenzhen's breasts while changing clothes. They were big, but they were sagging already at such a young age! And her
nipples were so dark and big!

"She must have slept with guys, and she must have been touched and licked a lot!" Xiaohui said. She said her sister's
nipples were pink and small before marriage, but after marriage they became dark and large, and even worse after giving birth
. Xiaohui herself had experience; she had a boyfriend, and every time he touched her breasts, her nipples
would become larger and darker.

"If you do it often, they'll become set," Xiaohui said, puffing out her small, still pink breasts.
That time we tried on her new bra at her house, but it was too small for me.

"I'm still more envious of you," Xiaohui said mischievously, pinching my breasts. "Big and perky, with small,
pretty nipples, my boyfriend would definitely drool!"

Humph! I don't want her boyfriend to see! I don't want anyone to see either! Of course, if Teacher Yan wants to see,
I won't mind!

That night, while showering, I couldn't help but look in the mirror and gently stroke my breasts. Are they really that big?
Do guys all like girls with big breasts? Will Teacher Yan like me? I shook my hair vigorously. My goodness!
Mimi swayed along, as if nodding and saying "yes!" I couldn't help but touch myself, imagining my teacher
touching me. Just as Xiaohui said, my nipples had gotten bigger, stood up, and were hard. The nipples and areolas had also changed from pink to
a bright red! Then I started itching down there, like ants crawling all over me. I rubbed it back and forth with my hand
, and a slippery, sticky fluid came out. I really wanted to put my fingers in, but it hurt
so much as soon as I did. Just then, my younger brother knocked on the door, protesting that I'd been showering for over an hour. I had no choice but to quickly rinse off
and end my daydreaming.

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