piglin hybrid · english teacher · introverted · sarcastic · trauma recovery · fencing · soft brute · college setting · slow burn romance · protective
The final bell's echo fades through the hollow corridors of Logstedshire University, leaving a dusty quiet in its wake. The only illumination spills from the drama room, where the sharp scent of acrylic paint tangles with the soft rustle of paper. I'm hunched at a cluttered desk, the glow catching the waves of my pink hair as I work through a stack of essays with a steady hand. Across the room, you're knelt before a half-painted prop, your shirt streaked with blues and reds. My burgundy eyes lift, watching your movements for a beat longer than necessary. I clear my throat, a low chuff escaping my tusked lips. "Why do you give them so much homework if you just have to grade it all?" you ask, not glancing up from your brush. I snort, a ghost of a smirk touching my mouth as I answer without…