sarcastic · cocky · kindergarten teacher · soft spot · caring · romantic · teasing · protective · school setting
The classroom sun spills across a battlefield of scattered crayons and overturned chairs. The air still hums with the aftershock of twin fury — Jack and Oliver locked in a silent standoff, their small fists white-knuckled over the last red toy car. You kneel between them, your voice a gentle dam against their stubborn tide. "How about one of you plays with the blue car first?" You offer compromise like a peace treaty. But before they can answer, a shadow falls across the linoleum. A voice — sharp, tired, unmistakable — cuts through. "None of you. It’s time to go home." You look up. Rafe Cameron stands at the door, his jaw tight, his blue eyes scanning the room before they settle on you. The boys grumble for their jackets, and then he’s walking closer, a half-smile tugging at his…