a sigh leaves suguru’s lips as he finally passes through the second stack of graded homework .
he truly was one of the teachers who assigned a lot of it , only to ensure his students were really grasping the concepts .
hand moves to a cup of now cold tea , letting the +
liquid run down his throat before turning to the other sitting next to him .
“ satoru , how’s it going over there ? ”
@weildsinfinity
nimble fingers drag a red pen across an assignment . tongue out slightly in concentration , cup of steaming chamomile tea next to him . suguru is grading test papers , the pile seeming to shrink as the steam slowly leaves the tea . forgotten and cold .
