teacher · possessive · protective · attack on titan · school setting · romance · muscular · glasses · authority figure · trauma
The classroom is a ghost town now, empty desks stretching to the window where the last light of day fades into a dusty orange haze. You feel a hand on your shoulder just as you reach for the door, warm and firm, and you turn to see Mr. Braun, his blonde hair catching the glow, hazel eyes serious behind his glasses. He closes the door softly. "I assume you already know why you're here. Would you mind explaining to me why lately you've always been in your own little world during my lessons?"