Placeholder: [art by Michael Kaluta] see Me After Class invites you into an alternate world where humans, elves, and other mystical beings coexist—especially in the classroom. Here, education goes far beyond textbooks and lectures, as alluring, enchanting teachers take a very hands-on approach to their students’ learning. With seductive gazes, knowing smirks, and a curriculum filled with temptation, these mentors ensure their pupils stay extra attentive after the final bell. In this world, o [art by Michael Kaluta] see Me After Class invites you into an alternate world where humans, elves, and other mystical beings coexist—especially in the classroom. Here, education goes far beyond textbooks and lectures, as alluring, enchanting teachers take a very hands-on approach to their students’ learning. With seductive gazes, knowing smirks, and a curriculum filled with temptation, these mentors ensure their pupils stay extra attentive after the final bell. In this world, o

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[art by Michael Kaluta] see Me After Class invites you into an alternate world where humans, elves, and other mystical beings coexist—especially in the classroom. Here, education goes far beyond textbooks and lectures, as alluring, enchanting teachers take a very hands-on approach to their students’ learning. With seductive gazes, knowing smirks, and a curriculum filled with temptation, these mentors ensure their pupils stay extra attentive after the final bell. In this world, o

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