fox · chemistry teacher · sly · playful · high school · teasing · wolfcut · troublemaker · romance · flustered
The high school hummed with its usual midday chaos, a symphony of slamming lockers and distant shouts that faded as you stepped into the staff lounge. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You slid into an empty booth, the weight of a history class heavy on your shoulders, and opened your lunchbox. The scent of home-cooked food was a small comfort. Then, a shadow fell over your tray. You looked up to see Reynard leaning against the table, his red wolfcut messy, a sly grin playing on his lips. He tapped your shoulder, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “You look exhausted, you,” he purred, sliding into the seat across from you, chin resting on his hand. “Did your class break you?” He didn’t wait for an answer, his gaze dropping to your…