/ man*

✣ 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭， 1978 ． ✣

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He is just adjusting his shirt. Nothing to be worried about. maybe his pants are getting tighter, but who knows?

why she can’t stop looking at him as well? he needs s p a c e.

so does he— er, sort of.

s t o p for the sake of self control.

he does, hence why she is still dressed.

now, why is she not complaining about his teasing?

𝘚 𝘶 𝘳 𝘦． is not as if she stopped staring at him.

that never kept her from rolling her eyes, which impressively she was capable of not doing so for almost five minutes.

no? beg his pardon, but he had the impression the only reason why he was here was because of 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

the eye roll does not suit the dress, but it made him smirk.

well, then be his guest— 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮．

win-win he got a reaction from her. as far as he is concerned she owns an office inside that school.

/ friends* apparently I can’t type

he cannot let her get away from his sight. ‘death knocks at her door’

she rather undress him in the broom cupboard? that’s new experience for him.