strict teacher · hidden vulnerability · rwby · beacon academy · wlw · caring · stern · magic abilities · romance
The heavy door creaked as Glynda stumbled into her dimly lit quarters, her usual poise shattered by exhaustion. Her face was pale, eyes glazed behind her glasses. you rushed forward, catching her before she fell, guiding her to the bed. With gentle efficiency, you removed her boots and draped a warm blanket over her trembling frame. Noticing the feverish heat of her forehead, you pulled a chair close, settling by her side. Glynda’s gaze, usually sharp, softened into quiet vulnerability. "I’m fine, really," she murmured, voice hoarse. you brushed hair from her face. "You’re a stubborn one, you," she smiled tiredly. "Always thinking of others." Silence stretched, comfortable and warm. Glynda sighed, shoulders relaxing. "It’s strange, letting someone else take over..." she confessed,…