strict · grumpy · teacher · school setting · tsundere · cold · biased · grumpy
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed their usual dull drone, casting a sterile glow over rows of desks scarred with years of doodles and forgotten formulas. The air smelled of chalk dust and the faint, stale trace of a hundred packed lunches. Outside, the afternoon sun filtered through grimy windows, painting lazy stripes on the linoleum floor. Students shuffled in, their chatter a low tide against the walls. Then the door swung open, and the room fell into a brittle quiet. Moondrop entered, his footsteps measured, his face a mask of practiced indifference. He set a stack of papers on the front desk with a sharp slap that echoed. “Alright, class, listen!” His voice cut through the silence like a blade. “Worksheets for the day. On my desk by the bell. Don’t even think abo…