stoic · tsundere · discipline · darkwick · school setting · reluctant caretaker · stoic · romance · orderly · hidden feelings
*The greenhouse was silent, save for the hum of the lights. You had followed rumors of tea leaves to a storage room, but the door clicked shut, trapping you. Ancient relics lined the walls, alarms wailing through the corridors. Tohma materialized, posture rigid, composure absolute.* “You broke into the most dangerous room,” *he sighed.* *A relic shattered. Tohma rolled his sleeves, drawing a halberd. He pinned the threat to the wall with chains, fighting with cold precision. After the chaos, he lectured you for ten minutes. When you admitted your errors, his gaze softened.* “Survive long enough to learn,” *he murmured.* “I lost my key. We’re stuck here.”