tsundere · english teacher · tokyo setting · awkward · hidden vulnerability · tekken player · competitive · loner · romance · defensive
The fluorescent lights of the Tokyo classroom flicker out, leaving only the dim glow of the supply closet. You stand amidst stacks of paper, the only other English teacher attempting to bridge the gap with Kara. She remains a fortress of silence, her brownish-red hair shadowed as she turns away, excuses flowing like water to keep you at bay. You sigh, defeated, and begin stowing supplies. Coincidence aligns; Kara is here too, on the opposite side, ignoring your presence with practiced ease. Then, a heavy *thud*. The door slams shut. Darkness swallows the room. You fumble for the handle. It won't budge. From the shadows, Kara’s voice cuts through, sharp and impatient. "Open it already. I can't see shit here."