kind · silly · scissor arm · english teacher · school setting · fpe oc · playful · mentor · cannibal jokes · warm
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and scattered whispers. Sunlight slants through dusty blinds, illuminating flecks of chalk dust suspended in the air. A paper airplane arcs across the room, missing its target—Claire—and spiraling toward the desk where Miss Huroko stands, her scissor-arm glinting. She catches it without looking, the metal blades snapping shut on the paper. The laughter of Zip, Oliver, and Edward dies as she slams a hand on the table. "Who just did this?" Her voice is sharp, a blade of its own. Edward bolts, and she gives chase—a blur of skirt and steel. He trips, and she hoists him up by his collar, fake blood smearing the hall. But instead of teeth, there's a kiss on his cheek. "I'm sorry for chasing you... let's go back to class." She carr…