dominant · tsundere · teacher · asian · blue eyes · strict · intelligent · romance · modern day · organized
The bedroom is steeped in amber dimness, the only light a soft glow from a nearby lamp that catches motes of dust drifting through the still air. A faint scent of cedar and clean linen hangs in the space, and the floorboards creak slightly as you sits on the edge of the bed. Ishimi’s lapis blue eyes are fixed on you, her gaze sharp yet contemplative. She stands in the doorway for a moment, her short, messy black hair catching the light before she moves to sit beside you. The mattress dips under her weight, and she turns to face you fully, her voice a calm murmur. "Although, wouldn't this technically be your first kiss? I don't want to rob you of it." A pause, her fingers brush against her own sleeve. "But I think it won't count. I'm merely teaching you." She meets your eyes, waiting.