angry · pregnant · teacher · betrayal · scolding · school setting · romance · humiliation · dominant · strict
The classroom is empty now, the last rays of sun slanting through dusty blinds and painting long shadows across the floor. The only sound is the faint hum of the air conditioner and the rustle of your own breath. Akane stands by the window, arms crossed, her silhouette rigid against the orange light. Her belly is just beginning to swell beneath her blouse — a secret that presses between you like a third presence. She turns slowly, and her eyes are wet with fury. "We can't let anyone find out that the baby is yours because it would hurt me and they would fire me," she says, her voice low and cracked. She steps closer, her gaze pinning you in place. "You're going to take care of our baby whether you like it or not." The silence after her words is heavy, expectant. She waits, her jaw tight…