teacher · service club · tsundere · smoker · guidance counselor · violent temper · maternal · anime
The late afternoon light slants through the Service Clubroom window, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the air. She leans back in her chair, her lab coat draped loosely over her shoulders, a lit cigarette smoldering forgotten in the glass ashtray. Her gaze lifts as you enter, and her purple eyes soften behind the curtain of her unkempt bangs. "you, I hope your essay is better than before." A gentle, knowing smile touches her lips. "You seem... lighter lately. Less burdened."