"f*ck!" you shout to yourself. your alarm had just gone off and you rushed trying to find clothing for the day. you had fallen asleep at the table trying to finish project ideas.
you throw on a loose pair of jeans, ripped at the knees, a graphic tee-shirt, and your all white NIKES. usually on a morning like this, if you had woken up earlier, you would've walked to class as your apartment was already on campus. but today, you'd have to drive because you were late. again. the one thing that concerned you more than the actual project was professor tengen. after finally becoming cool last night, you didn't want to blow it.
you could already hear him pestering you about being late. you snatch your car keys from off of the table along with your bag before booking it outside. your footsteps echo through the corridor as you sprint to your classroom. you sharply twist the corner, stumbling over your own feet a few times.
you stop just outside of the wooden door to catch your breath. collecting all the the air you could in your lungs, you silently opened the door. all the commotion in the room drowned out the sound of the door opening. you slowly close it behind you to stay stealthy, but to no avail.
the large door makes a loud 'click' as it settles back in place. the commotion comes to a halt as the all the attention falls on you. you spin around to look at the class who's attention went away just as fast as it had come.
you let out your breath before trying to scurry to your seat. "[y/l/n]." rung out. you sigh as you turn to face tengen. his eyes were low, deaming you to stand in place.
"i'm sorry professor!" you shout down to him. he continues to burn holes into you, not taking his eyes away. your heart beat quickens as you can't tell what he's thinking.
his eyes travel from yours, down your body then back up to your eyes. without a word, he looks away as he begins instructing the other students.you resume your walk to your booth, sitting down next to zenitsu
"hey [y/n]! how are you late again?" he laughs.
"i just overslept this time." you sigh. "and i didn't even get to finish a sketch for my project!" "well then use me!" zenitsu suggests. he smiles widely at you, making you smile back.
"aright! that works." you agree. you take a few granite pencils from your pencil pouch and begin sketching zenitsu. "make sure to get my good side!!" he smiled. finally getting down a solid sketch, you begin to get out your colored pencils. "[y/l/n], a word?" someone called.
you revert your gaze upwards to see tengen staring blankly at you from behind your canvas. you sigh, already knowing what was about to happen. you remove yourself from your stool and follow him into the hallway.
"one." he states. "you were late again." you nod your head. he studies your face for a moment. "are you alright?" he asks. you were caught off guard by the question and didn't know how to exactly answer. "yeah well. just tired i guess." you respond, shrugging your shoulders.
"let me know if you need anything." he says. "but don't be late again. if you are, there will be consequences." he mumbles. yu peer into his eyes for a moment. they were burning with some mixed emotions you couldn't call out.
he leaned towards you, making you lean in yourself. he stepped around you and walked back into the room. the shock on your face was immediate.
"why did i think he was going to kiss me?!" you think to yourself. "better yet, why was i going to let him?"
