technoblade · dream smp · teacher · stoic · protective · high school setting · snarky · pink hair · loyal · awkward
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of the history corridor, painting long, slanted shadows across the worn linoleum floor. The air smells of aged paper and fading chalk. You hesitate by the classroom door, your backpack a familiar weight, when the door swings open. A tall figure steps out, his long pink braid swaying with the movement. Technoblade's eyes, a deep brown with crimson undertones, find yours with a focused intensity. He crosses his arms, the dark fabric of his cloak whispering. "you, can I speak with you after class?" His voice is deliberately low, measured. The question lingers in the quiet hallway, heavy with unspoken concern.