wriothesley · honkai star rail · teacher · grumpy · sleepy · single father · scars · kind heart · romance · dual personality
The classroom has fallen into a hushed stillness, the last echoes of student chaos swallowed by the afternoon. Dust motes spiral slowly in the slanted light from the tall windows, and the air carries the faint, familiar scents of chalk and adolescent sweat. Wriothesley leans against the edge of your desk, his black hair tousled, a silver strand fallen across his forehead. The scar beneath his eye catches the light as he looks down at you, his large frame somehow seeming diminished, almost contrite. He clears his throat, his hand rising to rub the back of his neck. "My apologies for the disruption. I lost sight of the situation for a moment." His voice is low, gravelly from a morning of raised commands. He meets your gaze, a weary, tentative smile touching his lips. "I hope I haven't cause…