" Do you desire to draw me?"

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I took a long stare at the restroom's mirror facing me. My face was all bruised up and had a small cut under my right eye. A light chuckle left my lips as I tried straightening my school jacket and fixing my undone bow tie. "You little b-" I gave the girl laying on the ground a small kick to the side as she grabbed onto my ankle to stop me from leaving.

Her once straight-silk-black-hair was now tangled and an ugly mess . "I dare you to try ripping a single page from my sketchbook again, and I'll break your arm once and for all," I hissed, before kicking her out of my way and picking up my slightly worn out thick sketch book.

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Being swayed by emotions too much in some cases has given me a bad name in the school, despite my passing B+ grades. It's the little so-called-bullies that get on my nerves. I had made a mistake of bringing my sketchbook with me to the cafeteria, and had my most precious drawing exposed in front of the whole grade.

Just because they had to stick their nose where it didn't belong.

I opened my book again for the second time of the day, and smiled sadly to myself at the last portrait sketch I had worked on, Mr.Zhongli. He was our school's head of History Department and was nothing more than fascinating in my eyes since Day One.

Now I know what you are going to tell me," Stop fantasizing about forbidden romance," but truth to be told, he is only about three years older than me, which is questionable if you ask me.

How can someone so young as him be the head of the History Department. Some of the students who I say are my only friends would be, Chongyun and Xingqiu. Then of course there is Mrs.Lisa, the school's librarian, whose company I didn't mind enjoying. She would often bring Mr.Zhongli into the conversation, but every bit of ugly reality would come crashing down onto my head at the mention of his name alone.

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I kicked the classroom door open with an irritated sigh since my sketch of my love interest was ruined by the preposterous doodles of those pain in the back bullies. My only thoughts were filed with rage and I did not bother to hide it from my face, that for a moment I was no longer paying attention to the silence that has washed upon the classroom, until my book was snatched away.

"Ohoo?~ What this?~" I felt my left eye twitch with irritation as I turned around to face my English teacher, Sir Kaeya Alberich, or Sir Kaeya as I like to call him.

Now this guy was the real heartthrob for the typical girls searching for forbidden love. He had everything from a stunning presence to a charismatic personality. My only issue with him is his poker face. I could never understand him, let alone withstand his presence. "Well well well~ this is some impressive work. It's such a shame it ruined," I could not tell if he was feeling sorry or was making fun of me indirectly in front of the whole class. "Will you mind meeting me after class?"

Say what? Am I in trouble for drawing my teacher without permission? I stood for a few minutes there waiting for him to return the book, but he only walked passed me and placed in on the teacher's desk. "Alright everyone please open your text books to page one-hundred and one-hundred- two," a jerk.

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Stupid teachers. Stupid bullies. Stupid scho-" Hehe so you do like her Zhongli li~" I hate that voice . . . Mr.Ajax or Childe as most teachers call him.

I let out a sigh and walk into the teacher's room, trying to ignore Zhongli and Childe's presence and search for Sir Kaeya. " Ah there she is~ " my body tensed upon hearing Zhongli's voice and him approaching. "Kaeya told me to talk to you about your sketchbook and the issue with the rumours of you beating up your classmates ?"

Oh god I am going to commit murder of the school's English teacher. " O-oh? I see," I chuckled awkwardly and felt my heart melt at the sight of the man before me smiling ever so gently.

No fair. He's cute, smart, and perfect in every way. I'm jelly.
" Are you coming ?" I snapped out of my thoughts and did not notice I had spaced out and was standing at the office door, with Childe giving me a teasinglook from behind.

He knows alright. Words spread fast when you are a teacher with good relationships with students. " Sorry, I spaced out!" I scurried into the office and relaxed once Zhongli closed the door.

"Forgive me for Ajax's troublesome attitude," I tilted my head to the side a little.

He called him Ajax. Are they that close? Lucky Sir Childe hanging around so much around Zhongli Sensei. "So," I jumped slightly upon hearing Zhongli's deep, calm voice again as he sat down behind his desk with my book in his hand. " You have quite a talent with the pencil and paper."

Crap crap crap he saw everything in the book. From naked sculptures to rough sketches if him." Hmm forgive me if I'm over stepping my bounds," he began, laying the book wide open on the desk to a page filled of atonamy sketches of him. " Do you desire to draw me?"

They were certainly just rough sketches of my imagination and from private art classes, but there were enough details to identify the person in the drawing were him, but if I can make a proper drawing of him . . . well that would be something else.

I took a moment to think of a reply. Did he want me to draw him how? like as a portrait or-" Draw me like your sketches here were meant to be," the smile on his face was gentle yet something about it's aura was intoxicating as he pointed at the nude sketches.

" B-but how?" I mentally cursed to myself for stuttering, but the dark glimmer in my teacher's eyes made my insides flip.

" I can help with that," he pulled out a paper and scribbled something on it. " It would be troublesome if any of the other students or teachers become suspicious of us meeting too often on school grounds, so . . . after school, let's meet at Wanwin Cafe and we will discuss a better meeting place."

He handed me the paper with his phoen number elegantly written. " A-actually my parents rented me a small art room at my art school . . . " my face was beat red but Zhongli's gaze on me did not waver.

" I guess it will do," he pushed his chair slightly back and motioned me to come closer." It's my job as a teacher afterall to help my students pursue their dreams, but I fear you're a special case . . ."

I had no idea how I managed to walk. My legs felt like jelly as he snaked an arm around my waist and seated me on his lap, his topaz golden eyes bore into mine. I could smell his cologne. Smoky yet calming. It sent my head dizzy, but my hands found their way to his shoulders none the less. "You're quite strange," he spoke his voice oddly curious and low. " There are indeed many rumours of you lately, but . . . I prefer getting to understand you up close."

"But Sir-"

" Call me simply Zhongli when no one is around," he smile went back to being warm and gentle as he cupped my cheeks and caressed it with his thumb. "Your face is a bit warm, are you sick? Let me brew you a cup of tea."

My hand laid over his chest and for a split moment I could feel his heart's fluttering beats, before he seated me on his chair and left the office.

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My mind was blank as I stepped out of the teacher room with my sketchbook clutched agaisnt my chest.

I'll be meeting him today . . . After school. . . it's a date.

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