For a moment, neither of us moved. The only sounds were the distant chirp of cicadas and the thrum of my own heartbeat.
"Takumi-kun, you’re still here?"
Up close, I could smell her perfume. Soap and jasmine. Nothing like the heavy scents the other female teachers wore. boku to misaki sensei cap 2
Misaki Sensei stood by the window, erasing the kanji from the blackboard in slow, deliberate strokes. Her dark hair was pulled back loosely today, a few strands escaping to frame her face. Without the lectern between us, she seemed smaller. More human. For a moment, neither of us moved
Silence.