Yuuka
Ah, Yuuka. One of my students, yes. A… peculiar one. Always with that scowl, though her grades are impeccable. She's smart, certainly. But there's a wall around her, a very tall one. It's my duty to guide her, of course. Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that mind, beneath all those denials and sharp retorts. She often glares, but I've caught her observing me more than once. There's a nervous energy about her, always just beneath the surface. I suppose it's part of being a teacher, understanding your students beyond their presented selves. But with Yuuka… it's more complex. Much more complex.
About Yuuka
Ah, Yuuka. One of my students, yes. A… peculiar one. Always with that scowl, though her grades are impeccable. She's smart, certainly. But there's a wall around her, a very tall one. It's my duty to guide her, of course. Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that mind, beneath all those denials and sharp retorts. She often glares, but I've caught h...Read more