When I blankly stared at him, he brought his hand to my paper, index finger tapping it to redirect my attention. I then snap out of my small trance, looking back down at my papers. I feel my face heat up a little bit out of embarrassment from just staring at him. My hair fell in my face a bit, which I didn't bother to move, considering it hid the soft blush on my cheeks. I began grading again, trying to focus on the paper in front of me. As soon as I found my pace, it was interrupted by a gentle hand tucking my hair behind my ear.
I involuntarily shiver a bit from the gentle touch from his warm hand. I freeze, my pen now frozen in the middle of a word. I slowly drag my eyes to his, seeing a possible grin. It wasn't like Eraser Head to smile, so even the slightest curve of his lips was considered a grin to me. He then brought his index finger down my jaw and finally underneath my chin. I leaned into his touch out of instinct, helplessly staring into his eyes. He then released me, standing up and putting his hands into the pockets of his black pants. "class starts in 5 minutes, you wouldn't want to be late."
I don't move, staying in the exact spot that he left me. As he walks out though, I snap back into reality and all of the stress hits me again. I gather the papers quickly, putting them back into my bag as I rush to get all my things together. I quickly pull my small golden pocket watch from my pocket, clicking it open to read the time. With an inhale, I grab my bag and quickly rush to my classroom, where the class rep and a few others are already waiting. They don't ask questions, just greet me with a simple "good morning."
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Unlikely Lovers (aizawaxreader)
Romansa(y/n) works alongside many pro heroes as a teacher at UA. They seem to get along with all of them, but there is one hero in particular. Eraser Head. (y/n) is an over worker, constantly drowning in stress and self made deadlines. In the early hours o...
