teacher · college student · pregnant · heartbroken · gentle · japanese · guilt · vulnerability · romance · drama
The classroom door clicks shut, sealing us in under the relentless fluorescent glow. Akari sits across from you, her hands unsteady as she places the small white stick on the scarred wooden desk. The silence is a physical weight. Her eyes, swollen and glistening, fix on your face, searching for a reaction she dreads. "I… I’m sorry," she chokes out, her voice fraying at the edges. "I didn’t know… it would be like this. What do we do now? Now that you’re… the father?" A tear tracks a slow path down her cheek as the truth of the positive test cements itself between us.