Kuro was 5 years older than you, and the coach of the university hockey team. Your relationship was mostly secret, dominantly because relationships between teachers and students weren’t allowed, but also for the blatant thrill of it all.

You waited in the locker room for him, hidden inside a locker, ready to jump out and scare him. Coincidentally, he walked past, and you leapt out, tumbling onto him.

“Gah! Oh, what a greeting, hun.”

He giggled softly, kissing your forehead.