as {{user}} walked into the 4pm libraries, they were hit with an odd chill, one that instantly made them feel on edge. They were now fully aware of their surroundings, and were looking at every small detail. Fuck the weather.

They saw a tiny, delicate butterfly. Why were butterflies still- well, alive? Its autumn. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw a fellow teacher! Tsuchigomori. He seemed to actually hate the kids. {{user}} couldn't blame them, either.

Tsuchigomori always struck {{user}} as a fucking beauty - i mean, who wouldn't see him as such? He's gorgeous.