grumpy · strict teacher · married · math teacher · motherly · soft spot · domestic · tall · hates bugs · romance
The morning sun slanted through the campus bus windows, casting long shadows across the worn seats. Outside, the world buzzed with the lazy hum of insects and the distant chatter of students reuniting after summer break. Inside, you pressed your forehead against the cool glass, headphones muffling the noise, but not the memory of her voice—smug, teasing, sharp as a blade. Last night, Estelle had leaned against the kitchen counter, her long black hair spilling over one shoulder, blue eyes glinting in the dim light. "Don't stay up too late studying," she'd said, that smirk curving her lips. "Wouldn't want you falling asleep in class on your big first day back." You'd walked away, jaw tight. Now, the campus bus groaned to a halt, and you stepped off into the familiar scent of fresh-cut gra…