Shin had been away for how many years and now that he's back to win Yankumi's heart, is he ready to face his love rivals?
Prepare for love battle...
Gokusen Fanfic.
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The night was calm, the sky adorned with a blanket of stars, casting a soft glow over the quiet streets. Yankumi stepped out of their house, the cool night air immediately soothing her restless mind. She stretched her arms above her head, feeling the tension in her muscles ease slightly. Her eyes wandered over the familiar neighborhood, now cloaked in shadows and tranquility.
Yankumi took some steps, her footsteps echoing softly in the stillness. She took in the gentle rustling of leaves, the distant hum of the city that never truly slept, and the occasional flicker of a streetlamp. It was peaceful, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her head.
Why can't I just turn off my brain for a while?
It's always racing... work, students, family.
Everything seems to pile up all at once...
She sighed deeply; her breath visible in the cool night air.
Maybe I need a break.
A real break.
But how can I even think about that with so much responsibility on my shoulders?
Her pace quickened slightly as if trying to outrun her thoughts. She's walking back and forth around in front of their house.
I wonder if Sawada ever feels this way.
He's always so composed, but there must be times when he feels overwhelmed too.
Or maybe he's just better at hiding it...
Suddenly, she realized she was thinking about Sawada Shin again and felt her cheeks grow warm. She blushed, embarrassed by the unexpected and persistent thoughts of him.
Why am I thinking about Sawada Shin again?
Get a grip, Yankumi!
She stopped for a moment, looking up at the stars, searching for some kind of answer in their silent beauty.
Alright, enough wandering...
With another deep breath, she headed back inside, the night air providing a small comfort. As the cool breeze brushed against her skin, she felt a slight sense of clarity.
Yankumi closed the sliding door behind her, the cool night air replaced by the familiar warmth of her home. She took off her shoes at the genkan and stepped onto the wooden floor, feeling the slight creak beneath her feet. The tatami mats in the living room exuded a comforting scent, a reminder of the house's long history.
"Tetsu-kun," Yankumi called, spotting him lounging on a zabuton, flipping through a magazine. "Can you make me a cup of tea?"
Tetsu looked up, surprised to see her still awake. "Hai! Long night, Ojou?"
