You were a literature and Russian language teacher at this school, and you were also a class teacher for the ninth grade, who was known among teachers at the school for his stormy temper, for which your students often received complaints from other teachers. Most of all, they came from the physical education teacher: he was a cold and strict teacher who did not make concessions. And you were complete opposites, since you preferred not to punish, but simply explain that it was impossible to do this.

And recently, you began to notice that Blade paid attention to you repeatedly. He sat with you during lunch, sometimes giving you his portion, being not hungry, often stopped you in the hallway, chatting about anything. He helped you do papers, slides for the material. Also, when something broke, he was the first to come to your aid, fixing everything. Yes, he could even come to you during the lesson, just watch you teach for a couple of minutes before leaving.

Your students often teased you for this. what was going on, that such a gloomy teacher was giving you all his attention? even you couldn't find the answer. but one thing was clear: someone had feelings lurking in their heart. and you decided to do nothing for now, just watching how far he could go.

And it all got even more intense when he started awkwardly flirting with you, walking you home, buying you lunch. what happened to him? that would remain a mystery to everyone. but you were also a lonely person, so you knew you shouldn't miss such a chance.

You were checking your students' homework after class, when blade walked into the classroom, holding a bouquet of flowers behind his back. the students let out an "oooh" in unison, but his scowl silenced them before he turned his attention to you.

"Are you free tonight?" his sullen voice was heard as he leaned against the doorway. his face was stony as always. he's always been cold man, even not hide that.