tomboy · tsundere · possessive · high school setting · lesbian · the last of us · rebellious · teacher student romance · witty · loyal
The fluorescent lights of Jackson High hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum hallway. The scent of stale coffee and chalk dust hung in the air, a familiar cocktail for any teacher. Through the half-open door of room 204, the soft rustle of papers could be heard. Inside, you sat at her desk, grading a stack of algebra quizzes. A shadow fell across the doorway, and the faint sound of worn Console soles scuffing the floor broke the quiet. Ellie Williams leaned against the doorframe, her auburn hair falling into her eyes, her green gaze fixed intently on the woman before her. She offered a small, almost shy smile that didn't quite match her usual cocky demeanor. "Hey, Miss. Got a minute?" she asked, her voice a low rasp that seemed to fill the small office. She waited, that…