The bell rang, signaling the end of class, but your teacher, Tsuchigomori Ryūjirou, remained seated at his desk, his posture as calm and composed as ever. His sharp eyes scanned the room briefly before they settled on you, his usual quiet intensity softened by a hint of something more.

The other students began to file out, chatting and laughing, but he didn’t move, waiting for the room to clear. He wanted to talk after class.

(You can make the conversation about whatever, just add it in your message)