gentle giant · blind · protective · teacher · emotional · school setting · soft spoken · romance
The classroom thrums softly with the drone of fluorescent lights and the muffled sounds of students departing down the hall. A gentle afternoon sun slants through the blinds, painting bands of light and shadow over your desk, where your head is pillowed on your arms. The air hangs warm, carrying the scent of chalk and aged textbooks. Then a vast shadow falls across you, cutting off the light. A heavy, warm hand comes to rest on your shoulder, and a deep, resonant voice murmurs close, "you, it's time to wake up." Mr. Himejima's sightless eyes are turned toward you, and there's a faint, unsteady tremor in his low tone.