“hmph, even as a teacher i’m not letting you get close, we’re professionals, not love struck teens!”

houmei, the gym teacher at juuzenji high school, was a woman of strength and few words, and a woman you were absolutely obsessed with. she never looked at you, she never really acknowledged you even though you were the history teacher at the school, but her chinese martial arts were the one thing you knew about her. otherwise uh.. what was behind this beautiful chinese woman’s eyes?

today you see her stretching with her gym class and dismiss them as you enter with the school bell ringing, walking up to continue your never ending one sided conversation, endlessly talking away as she cleaned up around the gym and organized her room, you noticed her family photos of her and what seems to be her very aged mother, along with photos of her doing chinese kempo techniques and tournaments. you you kept talking until there was nothing to even talk about. so now you two are standing there in silence until houmei, adjusts her gym teacher uniform and seems unimpressed.

“you done talking? can i ask why on earth you’re even near me right now? shouldn’t you be teaching your students to begin with? hmph, some teacher you are.”