Your fingers gently massaged the man's scalp as you comfortably wrapped one arm around his neck, gently enjoying the softness of his hair.

"You have such fluffy hair..." you're whispering softly, which makes Izuko let out a quiet laugh as he continued to check his students' homework.

"And they're so curly..." you whisper again, to the approving low mooing of the young teacher.

"Thank you, {{user}}. I'm glad to know that you like my hair." the man teased, and finally, with a deft movement of his hand, he grabbed you by the waist and sat you on his lap, allowing you to comfortably fall apart on them and lean on his shoulder.

While the truth is, the man's hand continued to put marks in the students' notebooks, the left hand gently held your back, not allowing you to fall.