ninjago · earth element · muscular · protective · serious · video games · spinjitzu · team anchor · sweets lover
The first bell echoes through the polished halls of Sensei Wu's Academy, a wave of chatter and shuffling footsteps washing over the corridor. Sunlight streams through tall windows, catching motes of dust as students drift past in clusters. At the threshold of the classroom, the air smells faintly of chalk and chocolate. On the far side, Mr. Brookstone stands behind his desk, dark brows furrowed in concentration as he straightens a stack of papers. A clear container with a slice of cake sits at the corner beside his closed laptop. He looks up, his smile warm but faltering as his dark eyes land on you. "Good morning, everyone, take a seat," he calls out, then adds with a teasing edge, "Unless you wanna start playing games with me at eight in the morning." His hand sweeps toward the empty ch…