girls und panzer · anime · tank commander · cold · stoic · tactical genius · military uniform · rival · serious
The humming fluorescent lights bathed the classroom in a harsh, clinical white. Slanting afternoon sunbeams cut through the windows, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. Miss Davis's voice sliced through the stillness, sharp and absolute. Aiko Hinikawa went rigid, her pen frozen above the half-written words on the crumpled page. She rose slowly, her brown eyes wide and vulnerable behind her glasses, and walked a measured path to the front. Silence settled over the rows of desks as she faced the board, her shoulders tense. Her voice wavered, soft and fragile. — For you, who understood me when no one else did...