Looking at Peace {Masato}

[isekis]

Iseki had finally grew tired of her ebony wood chair that matched her desk in her office, it had been expansive, but, it was a price she was willing to pay, considering they were a present from her mother. She preferred the oak desk and chair that her office had come equipped with, but since her mother passed away, the chances of her older brother visiting became increased. So Iseki wasn't going to take any chances, the only reason why her mother had given her so much after she left, was so she'd never go back, and she hadn't.

Iseki now sat curled up on the couch provided in the teachers lounge reading papers in her email. Finally, her students had gotten smart, finally they had sent them to her in her email as she requested, she had became more lenient when they had started doing as they were told, instead of a test a week, as of the new semester, it would be a test every two weeks, and she would try to let them choose their own seats, but she doubted that would work out too well, so she would probably go back to assigning seats.

She was tired, she hadn't removed herself from her office in days, so comfortable sleep wasn't exactly an option, though it did help her relax to be removed from her cramped office that still had files in random boxes that needed to be organized, and boxes were piled everywhere, not only was it from her schooling before she came to the school, but from her internship, and many other places that her files could have came from, than she had her personal cabinet, with boxes on it, hidden in the back, to say her office was a disaster, would be an understatement.

She gently sipped a cup of hot chocolate, she despised coffee, and thus, she refused to drink it, so instead, she had a nice large traveling mug of hot chocolate with her, steam coming from the small sip hole in the top. It was warming her up, a lot of the places in the school were extremely cold, and she didn't mind, she was built for the cold. Coldness was in her blood, and apparently in her heart, but the other night in her drunken stupor... yes, a thought she didn't want to continue processing.

All she knew was her pride was constantly getting damaged and the more self-esteem she kept losing, the more depressed she kept getting. Her mind seemed to have been increasingly degenerating in stability, but since Ren had forced her head to meet with the door frame, no doubt, that was how she passed out, she seemed to slowly be maturing more, mainly out of fear of it happening again, he was a really, really, big kitty. She shook her head, and started playing with her mothers wedding band which she wore on her middle finger of her right hand...

The three sets of sapphire was beautiful, she didn't know why her mother had put her in her will, much less allowed her to inherit, no doubt, thousands of dollars worth of jewelry. Her father had spoiled her mother before he disappeared, stupid Yasuo, he was most likely dead, and so was the son that her brother said he had had, if he had actually had a child, that was something Mikael would say just to piss her off. So she highly doubted that fact, it was nothing but reality, Iseki couldn't believe anything her brother said, there was no doubt about that.

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Words: 607
Tags: Masato (Kuma)
Outfit: Here ya go, m'dear.
Notes: Bleh, sorry I didn't get this to you last week, I was being stupid...