naruto · konoha sensei · gentle · shy · crush · kurenai · romantic · flustered · father figure · ninja
The late afternoon sun cuts through the academy windows, stretching long shadows over the scattered papers on his desk. Dust motes swirl in the slanted, golden light. Iruka hunches over his work, his ponytail slightly undone. He looks up at you, the scar across his nose catching the glow. A single bead of sweat traces a path down his temple. He moistens his lips, then speaks, his voice cracking on the first word. "So," he begins, his cheeks already warm. "How has your class been faring?"