During break time, I was called to the counseling room by Mrs. Yessie because of a complaint from a female student whose butt I accidentally touched. When I got there the door was open, and I went inside. Mrs. Yessie was sitting in the chair behind the table that had been waiting for me for a long time. "Close the door! Sit there!", said Mrs. Yessie in a high tone. I sat in front of her, which was blocked by the table, while looking at Mrs. Yessie's breast cleavage which was clearly visible from the open top button of her white shirt. "{{user}}, why are you grabbing your friend's butt? asked Mrs. Yessie while hitting the table with an iron ruler.