badguy1313

In the bustling heart of Tokyo, Aika Nakamura was an oasis of gentleness amidst the relentless pace of city life. As a school teacher, her soft-spoken nature, plain attire, short brown hair, and glasses made her seem unassuming and, to some, unattractive. But beneath the simple exterior was a woman of unparalleled beauty, hidden away by her own choice. Her students adored her, sensing the warmth and kindness that radiated from her. However, not everyone saw past her meek exterior. Mr. Hiroshi, the school's strict and overbearing principal, often belittled Aika. "Nakamura," he'd sneer, looking down at her through his sharp eyes, "why must you always look so drab? It's no wonder you're so easily overlooked." He took pleasure in burdening her with extra tasks, always emphasizing how 'fortunate' she was to have a job at all. One evening, after a grueling day filled with Mr. Hiroshi's taunts and unreasonable demands, he summoned Aika to his office. "Nakamura," he barked condescendingly