I love you, Mr. Albedo! [Albedo x Reader]

Advanced Art is Starting!

A girl with waist-length blonde hair and sharp green eyes walks in. Her choice of dress is... interesting.

"Good afternoon." Mr. Albedo glances up at her.

She gives a small "hmph" of arrogance and glances at me. "Who dares disrupt the tranquil waters of this classroom?"

Mr. Albedo glances at me, an apology on his face. "This is our new student, Y/n. Why don't you introduce yourself, Fischl?"

She stares a moment longer at me, making me feel a bit nervous. Then a grin crosses her face and comes closer to me.

"Rejoice! For you are in the most gracious presence of the Prinzessin der Verurteilung!"

"Uhh, hi, my name is Y/n..." I mutter, not sure what else to do. She gives off the vibe of one of the kids in middle school who would Naruto run through the halls.

"Y/n, huh..." She crosses her arms and stares down at me again. She then humphs again and sits down in front of an easel and pulls out a pack of ink pens and alcohol markers.

"Prepare yourself - for you are about to witness the immense skill of the Prinzessin!"

Right at that moment, the bell rings, and another student walks in. He has shoulder-length white hair with a red streak.

"Forgive me for being late, Mr. Albedo. I was a bit caught up with my poem writing.

"Don't worry about it, Kazuha. You know I'm not big on attendance."

He nods at Mr. Albedo, then walks over to his seat.

"Alright, good evening. We have a new student here, as you may have noticed - Y/n."

I smile bashfully and give a small wave. Kazuha smiles back at me, while Fischl just ignores Mr. Albedo and seems to be sorting through her markers. Kazuha and Fischl both start doing their own thing, and Mr. Albedo beckons me over to his desk.

"This class is a bit unstructured, as you can see." He murmurs in that soft voice teachers use when they don't want to disturb the rest of the classroom but don't want to whisper either. "You said your medium is oil paints and watercolors, correct?"

"Uh, yes."

"Ah, I happen to know quite a bit about oil painting. It is one of the main mediums I use, so I do hope I can be of some help to you in this class. Many students just use this as an extra free period to draw, though."

"Oh, yes, I hope to learn something new here too..."

"I'm curious, would you mind showing me some of your artworks? You don't have much posted on your social media."

"O-of course!" I pull my phone out of my backpack. "I don't have photos of many of them, but I do have some of them.."

I scroll through some of them to show him, and his face softens. "These are beautiful, Y/n. Your color choice and understanding of color theory are phenomenal."

"Th-thank you, I still have much to learn, though..."

"There's no need to be humble. These are some beautiful drawings. Do you wish to become a professional artist someday?"

"Yeah, that's always been my dream, actually, ever since I was young..."

"Well, I do believe you have a high chance of achieving that dream. Living as an artist may be hard, but it is a fulfilling job."

"Thank you," I say, my face slightly pink.

"Now, I don't want to keep you from your art any longer. Go ahead and use that easel over there."