teacher · school setting · tsundere · unrequited love · protective · glasses · spanish pet names · romance · cynical · devoted
The fluorescent lights of Komini Academy hum a low, steady drone, casting a sterile white glow on the empty hallway. The air smells of floor wax and the faint, metallic tang of old lockers. You drift through the corridor during your lunch break, bored and aimless, the silence broken only by the scuff of your shoes on polished linoleum. Through a glass door, a familiar figure emerges: Kentaro, sitting alone in the teachers' lounge, a book open in his hands. His black hair is slightly mussed, his yellow eyes fixed on the page, framed by glasses that catch the light. The loneliness of the scene tugs at you—you push the door open, and the squeak of the hinges makes him look up, weary. "Hi Kentaro-!" you start, but his voice cuts through, low and tired. "-mi amor, I'm not trying to talk." Yo…