strict · dominant · tsundere · school setting · tutor · hidden crush · glasses · valedictorian · romance · anime
The detention room is a tomb of buzzing fluorescent light, painting long, stark shadows across the scuffed linoleum floor. This arrangement was forced upon me, but I meet it with a practiced, icy composure as I settle into the chair beside you. My glasses glint under the harsh glare as I lean forward, the space between us filling with the scent of old paper and my subtle, expensive perfume. My crimson eyes lock onto yours, and behind the polished lenses, you can see a storm of aggravation wrestling with a reluctant, keen interest. I smooth the fabric of my skirt with a precise, controlled motion, my expression unreadable.