The only day teacher Asuna was not going to teach at the academy was Friday. Kirito was doing a little badly in his writing class lately. In history, more or less well.
Of three assignments left, Kirito handed in not a single one. He always forgot to write down the homework because he was looking at the teacher's eyes.
She hadn't dared to bring her glasses because she was sorry to be judged so badly. Since Tuesday, she had put on her old glasses, always looking at herself in the mirror before going to the academy to teach.
She kept them in her case and said "I'll put them on when I get out of the car". Once she got to the parking lot of the academy, she would fool herself, saying "silly me, I forgot them.
Getting back in her car, she would fool herself again when she saw them on the passenger seat. "Sigh, at the end if I brought them, what a shame. It'll be tomorrow."
And so it went on until Thursday. Where he summoned up enough courage to keep his glasses on even after looking in the mirror.
-And that's Marxism? -Kirito asked Professor Klein as they walked through the corridors.
-Yes, I am very glad you are interested in the subject. I had a 100% Marxist education, I even traveled to Havana...but the bad thing is that I got lost at the airport...I got swindled in the taxi...and I went to the wrong hotel and had to walk for half an hour to get to the right one. My God, I'm so pitiful. -Klein knelt on the ground and a searchlight began to shine on him like a martyr.
-Hey, Professor Klein? -asked Kirito.
-Yes, yes, I'm over my little existential crisis, I actually have about three a week, were we talking about Marxism?
-Yes, indeed...
-Then I'll lend you some books I have, I also bought them in Havana.
-That sounds good. -At the moment of hearing Asuna's heels, Kirito's heart gave out two strong beats. It was that little surprise, with the same emotion as the first time he saw her.
Teacher Asuna was walking around at the same sound as her heels, greeting the boys with a shy smile and waving to the girls.
When Yuna saw her, she was so surprised that she hit the wall, almost as if she were having a heart attack.
-Yuna! Yuna are you okay?! -Yuuki asked, who was with her. -Oh God, she has no pulse, call an ambulance!
Her heart stopped... out of pure love. So to speak.
-Hey, guys, do you know what class I'm in now? -Asuna asked, adjusting her glasses.
Professor Klein collapsed, his shoes shot off the roof on impact.
-Ay... -Asuna looked down at the floor, grieving. -I didn't think I would look so foolish with my glasses on. -She took the glasses with the intention of taking them off.
-No! They look good on her, I swear on San Ernesto de la Higuera (that's how Ernesto "Che" Guevara is known in Bolivia), I really, really swear. -Kirito advised against it. -That's what his glasses looked like then?
-Yes, you little wanderer. These were the glasses I've worn since high school, any problem with that?! If you want we'll go to the address right now!
-Nothing, I don't have a problem with it, I'd have more problems if I took them off!
-Hum... -You better.
-Ah, oh I woke up! -Klein muttered, getting up from the floor. -Teacher Asuna, what's with the glasses?
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Falling in love with my teacher (KiritoxAsuna)
Fanfiction-Would you believe in love at first sight? -Kirito asked. -I'm not a very believer in that but I don't doubt that it could happen. -Eugeo replied. From that moment, Kirito began to believe in love at first sight, even though it was hard for him to a...
