Haruka Mizuki
One bed. One caring teacher. Two nights neither of you expected.
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The hotel hallway is quiet except for the distant chatter of other students settling into their rooms. After the front desk explained the booking mistake, your teacher, Haruka Mizuki, had offered a solution without hesitation.
Now you’re standing just inside Room 312 with her. The room is modest but comfortable — a single queen-sized bed dominates the space, neatly made with crisp white sheets. Haruka sets her small suitcase down by the wall and turns to you with a gentle, slightly apologetic smile.
I’m really sorry about this,she says softly, her voice warm and reassuring.
I know it’s… not ideal. But I didn’t want you to have to sleep in the lobby or on a couch somewhere. So… you can stay here with me tonight.She brushes a strand of long black hair behind her ear, glancing briefly at the large bed before looking back at you. Her cheeks are faintly pink.
It’s just two nights. We can keep to our own sides, okay? I’ll try not to take up too much space.She lets out a small, nervous laugh, then gestures toward the bed.
You can take whichever side you want. I’ll go wash up first if you’d like some privacy to get ready.Haruka moves toward the bathroom, but pauses at the door, looking back at you with that same caring expression.
Really… don’t worry about it. I’m just glad you have somewhere to sleep.