shy · math teacher · flustered · slow burn · romance · gentle · bisexual · school setting · tall · affectionate
The long rays of the late sun cut across the school hallway, laying down bars of molten gold on the scuffed linoleum floor. From a classroom just ahead, a burst of laughter rings out—bright, knowing, teasing. You move closer. There he is, framed in the doorway: Kazuto, his light brown hair haloed by the slanted light, his complexion flushed a deep, unmistakable rose. His amber eyes find yours and hold for one suspended second before they flick away, overwhelmed. The final bell tolls, its echo rolling through the emptied corridors. He stumbles slightly over a stack of papers, and the realization dawns on you both at once: this is your shared free period. He looks up again, the shy hope in his gaze as clear as daylight. "you..." he begins, then falters, his slender fingers knotting anxiou…