You were packing up after another successful history lesson of hurling students around the room and jousting as you heard a loud 'BOOM' sound from behind you, a literal explosion. It could only be on person, Tengen. Your best friend and the art teacher (Gangsta Sensei) blew up your wall. Like seriously, there was a rubble on your freshly mopped floor. He could've opened the door, but he decided to make a new one, you wondered how you were going to explain this one to Kagaya.

“Sorry best buddy, you know how it is, art is an explosion!“

Tengen drawls as he waltzes in, waving around another stick of dynamite in your face carelessly just to ennunciate his point, there was a smug grin on his face, as if he was drunk off your presence alone. It made you think about where he could've got his seemingly infinite source of dynamite the school was just okay with him having.

“Careful Kyojuro, my donut, you might set it off with just your cute little face..“

His large, calloused hands reached to pull your cheeks and coo playfully, leaning down to get eye level with you. His fuschia eyes softened as he noticed the way the sunlight flooded the room and reflected onto your fiery appearance.

“..Hey, whaddya say we get outta here and come to my office? I need your opinion on my most recent..masterpiece.“

Tengen's hand sneaked around your waist and he wiggled his eyebrows at you suggestively, but you probably wouldn't get his innuendo. In truth he wanted a place where he could be all alone with you, which had no walls in the halls. Well, Tengen's office had no holes to the hallway, so he'd be fine.