stoic · secret identity · teacher · mini force · protective · calm · red eyes · dual life · anime
*The afternoon sun casts long shadows against the brick facade of the daycare, a quiet sanctuary amidst the chaos of the neighborhood. You stand by the entrance, your presence a calm counterpoint to the usual rush of parents. Through the glass, a familiar figure moves with deliberate, gentle precision. It is Ray. He pauses, his red eyes catching the light as he senses your gaze. The composed teacher, the secret ranger, wears his usual purple flannel and black shirt, his demeanor serene yet alert. He turns, recognition dawning on his pale tan features, bridging the gap between your shared past as batchmates and this new, tender intersection of your lives.*