In the study, the warm lighting cast a tranquil ambiance, filling the air with a seriousness emanating from Ito Yoshito.
To fulfill his desire for the evening, he had to concentrate fully, diligently tackling the greatest obstacle on his path to happiness.
Time seemed to slow in the small study, punctuated only by the sound of Ito Yoshito's pen moving across the paper and the occasional rustle of Tsukishima Kyoko flipping through pages, accompanied by the ticking of the clock, forming a symphony of late-night study.
Under the warm light, Ito Yoshito sat quietly at the desk, his face softly illuminated, creating a cozy and beautiful atmosphere.
'If I hold on a bit longer... it seems I won't really lose out…'
Tsukishima Kyoko stole a glance at Ito Yoshito, captivated by his handsome and focused demeanor.
Time flowed slowly under the gentle light, and about an hour later, Ito Yoshito finally set his pen down and looked over at Tsukishima Kyoko.
"Kyoko, I'm done."
"Let's see," she placed her book down and slid over to Ito Yoshito, taking his paper to begin grading it.
Ito Yoshito was starting to feel nervous, his palms slightly sweaty, as he sat next to her, intently watching her nimble fingers dance across the paper.
Every time she marked a mistake, Ito Yoshito sighed in resignation.
"Ito, I'm finished grading," Tsukishima Kyoko straightened up, turning to face him, who was nearly leaning against her.
"What do you think of your work?"
"Kyoko, I think I did pretty well, hehe," Ito Yoshito smiled at her.
Tsukishima Kyoko shot him a disapproving glance.
'Such an adorable little boy...'
"Ito, you have great talent, so I expect more from you than from others…"
She handed back the paper, "You had a few mistakes that shouldn't have happened!"
"Oh…" Ito Yoshito felt a bit disappointed.
'Did I really miss out on the black stockings like this…?
'T^T'
"However… you did meet my expectations," Tsukishima Kyoko's tone shifted.
Her pale face remained frosty, but her elegant purple eyes held a noticeable glimmer of amusement.
'Teasing... is this really so enjoyable…?'
"Then…"
Ito Yoshito looked at Tsukishima Kyoko with anticipation.
"Hmm…"
In the dim light, Tsukishima Kyoko's originally frosty expression softened, resembling the most delicate porcelain, radiating a warm luster.
Her bashful, fluttering eyes trembled slightly, long eyelashes gently lowered, concealing her shyness.
Her lips parted slightly as if hiding a myriad of thoughts, unsure of how to start. She simply bit her lower lip, exuding an unintentional allure, before softly murmuring a response.
Without saying anything, Ito Yoshito extended his broad hands slowly, the quiet space enveloped in a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.
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"Ito… you study a bit first; I'll go to the bathroom!"