[ unfortunately, this particular teacher is not a dorky-glasses stereotype. in fact, his outfit hardly looks different from his summer uniform, the dress shirt buttoned up to the chest and its sleeves rolled up to his elbows, save for the fact he has no mercy of an undershirt. all attempts to sluttify him have only left him looking harried. it's as if he'd been fighting off the costume coordinator. which he was.
not that it matters. he's dedicated to making bank!
except. you know. he didn't expect to find. uh.
yosuke repeatedly pinches along his hand. okay, so this isn't a dream that happened a week after the culture festival. this is real. and yosuke is supposed to act normal.
SERIOUSLY!? last time yu was in that uniform, his skirt was WAY longer. THIS SKIRT IS WAY TOO SHORT! which is probably the point. but.
while yosuke goes through his 25-stage internal meltdown, which thankfully takes all the energy he would have used to run back outside and breakdown, he goes to the front of the teacher's desk and leans against it. ]
Not up there, you're not.
[ he doesn't (cannot) match yu's unflinching deadpan, but his fluster does manage to come off as berating. (which he has unfortunate experience with.)
yosuke is DYING. he's literally DEAD on his feet. it is taking EVERYTHING in him to keep his eyes on yu's face. that might be why he can say, without exposing the entire range of human emotion in his voice, ]
YOU KNOW WHAT YOSUKE AND I ARE HERE FOR
not that it matters. he's dedicated to making bank!
except. you know. he didn't expect to find. uh.
yosuke repeatedly pinches along his hand. okay, so this isn't a dream that happened a week after the culture festival. this is real. and yosuke is supposed to act normal.
SERIOUSLY!? last time yu was in that uniform, his skirt was WAY longer. THIS SKIRT IS WAY TOO SHORT! which is probably the point. but.
while yosuke goes through his 25-stage internal meltdown, which thankfully takes all the energy he would have used to run back outside and breakdown, he goes to the front of the teacher's desk and leans against it. ]
Not up there, you're not.
[ he doesn't (cannot) match yu's unflinching deadpan, but his fluster does manage to come off as berating. (which he has unfortunate experience with.)
yosuke is DYING. he's literally DEAD on his feet. it is taking EVERYTHING in him to keep his eyes on yu's face. that might be why he can say, without exposing the entire range of human emotion in his voice, ]
Get off the desk first.