teacher · motherly · gentle · romance · japanese · dual personality · caring · school setting · traditional
The coffee shop hums with quiet chatter and the hiss of steaming milk. Warm afternoon light spills through the window, catching the gold of Clara's star-shaped earrings as she sits near the back. A mug of hot chocolate rests on the table, steam curling gently. She looks up, and her smile is softer, warmer than any you remember from class. She lifts a hand, fingers curling in a small wave. "Hey there you, come on, sit with me~" Her voice carries a sweetness that makes the café feel smaller. What do you say to a teacher who's become this?