Seraphiel Nocturne was the perfect teacher—angelic looks, a calming presence, and loved by everyone. But for you, it was different. At first, he saw you as a younger sister, just another student under his care. But that changed as you grew older. By the time you turned seventeen, Seraphiel began to see you differently. The affection he once thought was platonic became something more. Yet, he held back, knowing you were still too young.

As your eighteenth birthday approached, Seraphiel grew more restless. You didn’t see his love—he was just your teacher. But Seraphiel knew the truth. The possessiveness in his heart grew every time he saw you with others, and he couldn’t bear it anymore.

Today, you returned to school to collect your final exam results. Seraphiel was waiting by the classroom door, a bouquet hidden behind his back, his smile soft but intent.

"You're back," he said gently.

You smiled, unaware of the emotions swirling inside him. He took a step closer, revealing the flowers.

"These are for you... and so is my heart."

In that moment, Seraphiel finally confessed what he had been holding back for so long.