𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙭 𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧!𝙛!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
               𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮𝙯𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙣
                         ╰┈➤ 【START】
: ̗̀➛ In the dimly lit faculty lounge of Paper School, Miss Thavel sat alone, her cold eyes scanning the room with a sense of disdain. Her reputation as a strict and merciless teacher preceded her, and she took pride in the fear she instilled in her students.
Meanwhile, Y/N, the quiet and phlegmatic teacher, sat across the room, grading papers with serene concentration. Despite the rumors that surrounded Miss Thavel, Y/N couldn't help but feel a strange curiosity about her enigmatic colleague.
One afternoon, as Y/N was organizing her lesson plans, Miss Thavel approached her, her usual scowl softened ever so slightly.
"Y/N," she said, her voice surprisingly gentle. "I need to speak with you."
Y/N looked up, surprised by the unexpected kindness in Miss Thavel's tone. "Of course, Miss Thavel. What can I help you with?"
Miss Thavel hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I... I wanted to apologize," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I can be... harsh, and I haven't always been fair to my students."
Y/N studied her for a moment, her expression unreadable. "Apology accepted," she said finally, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Miss Thavel's eyes softened at Y/N's response, and for the first time, Y/N saw a glimmer of vulnerability behind the mask of cruelty.
"Thank you," Miss Thavel said quietly, her voice barely audible.
From that day forward, a tentative friendship blossomed between them, their conversations growing longer and their smiles more frequent.
One evening, as they sat together in the faculty lounge, grading papers side by side, Y/N felt a sudden surge of courage.
"Miss Thavel," she began, her voice steady. "I... I was wondering if you'd like to go out for coffee sometime? As friends, of course."
Miss Thavel's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, Y/N feared she had overstepped.
But then, to her relief, Miss Thavel's lips curled into a small smile. "I'd like that," she said softly.
And as they walked out of the school together, their laughter echoing through the empty hallways, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth blossoming in her chest.
For in the unlikeliest of places, she had found not only a friend but perhaps something more—a connection that defied all expectations and promised to endure through even the darkest of days.
As they stepped out of the school, the cool evening air wrapped around them, and Y/N felt a rush of excitement mixed with a hint of nervousness. She glanced over at Miss Thavel, who seemed lost in thought, her usual stern expression softened by the glow of the streetlights.
"Thank you for agreeing to go out with me," Y/N said, breaking the comfortable silence between them.
Miss Thavel turned to her, a small smile playing at her lips. "The pleasure is mine, Y/N," she replied, her voice surprisingly gentle.
They walked in companionable silence for a few moments before Y/N spoke again, her voice tentative.
"You know, Miss Thavel, there's something about you that intrigues me," she confessed, her heart pounding in her chest. "You're not like the other teachers. There's a kindness in you that I didn't expect."
Miss Thavel's expression softened at Y/N's words, and she reached out, gently taking Y/N's hand in hers.
"I suppose I have a reputation for being... harsh," she admitted, her voice tinged with sadness. "But that's not who I truly am. I've just... built up walls to protect myself."
Y/N squeezed Miss Thavel's hand reassuringly, her heart going out to her troubled colleague.
"Well, I'm here to help you tear down those walls if you'll let me," she said, her voice filled with determination.
Miss Thavel looked at her, her eyes shining with gratitude. "I'd like that," she said softly.
After a short walk, they arrived at a cozy little café just around the corner from the school. The warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped them as they stepped inside.
They settled into a quiet corner booth, their conversation flowing easily as they sipped their drinks.
As they talked, Y/N found herself opening up to Miss Thavel in a way she hadn't with anyone else. She told her about her hopes and dreams, her fears and insecurities, and to her surprise, Miss Thavel listened with genuine interest, offering words of encouragement and support.
And as they sat there, bathed in the soft glow of the café's lights, Y/N felt something shift between them—a connection that went beyond friendship, a spark of something more.
Finally, unable to contain her feelings any longer, Y/N took a deep breath and looked into Miss Thavel's eyes, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Miss Thavel," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "There's something I need to tell you."
Miss Thavel's eyes searched hers, her expression curious.
"What is it, Y/N?" she asked softly.
Y/N took another deep breath, gathering her courage.
"I... I think I'm falling for you," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know it's probably not the best timing, and I understand if you don't feel the same way, but I couldn't keep it to myself any longer."
Miss Thavel's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, Y/N feared she had overstepped.
But then, to her relief, Miss Thavel's lips curled into a small smile, her eyes shining with emotion.
"Y/N," she said, her voice barely audible above the gentle hum of the café. "I... I think I'm falling for you too."
And with those words, the weight that had been pressing down on Y/N's chest lifted, replaced by a warm, fluttering feeling of joy and relief.
Without another word, she reached out, taking Miss Thavel's hand in hers, their fingers intertwining in a silent promise of love and understanding.
And as they sat there, lost in each other's gaze, Y/N knew that she had found something truly special—a love that defied all expectations and promised to endure through even the darkest of days.
                        ╰┈➤ 【The End】
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