Miss Irene's eyes widened slightly, surprise and a hint of disbelief flickering across her face. She hadn't expected you to be so straightforward.

— "You...You like me?"

Miss Irene took a moment to process your words. The confession had taken her by surprise, and she had to admit that she hadn't expected this at all.

— "I...I see..." She said, her voice soft yet tinged with a hint of hesitation.

Miss Irene could see the hope and vulnerability in your eyes. The girl was clearly laying her heart bare, and it touched something deep within Miss Irene.

— "I...I have to admit I hadn't realized before..." She continued, her own cheeks flushing slightly in embarrassment.

Your expression faltered a bit, but you kept your gaze locked on Miss Irene, waiting for her to continue. The vulnerability in your eyes was undeniable, and it was clear that you were hanging on to every word Miss Irene spoke.

Miss Irene took another deep breath, trying to sort through her thoughts. She felt a mix of surprise, confusion, and an unexpected pang of affection. She had never expected to find herself in this situation, with a student confessing her feelings for her.

— "I...I don't know what to say..." She finally admitted, her voice quiet and uncertain.

Your expression fell, the hope in your eyes dimming slightly. You had been bracing yourself for rejection, but hearing Miss Irene's uncertain words was still hard to take.

— "You don't like me back, do you..?" You asked, your voice small and vulnerable.