Budding Jealousy

As class ended and all his students left, Wulf began stacking papers on his desk.

"Oh my," a voice called out from the doorway.

"Hm?" Wulf looked up, met face to face with Ms. Rouge.

"O-oh hey, Rouge...!" Wulf chuckled.

"Y-your face is awfully close to my face right now...!" He whispered, clearing his throat.

"It's just..." Rouge began, leaning on the desk.

"A little birdie told me you weren't going to prom." She narrowed her eyes.

"Is that true...?" She questioned.

"M-mm..." He nodded.

"Had a bad prom experience prior?" Rouge asked, lifting a brow.

"Date broke your heart into a million pieces?" She smirked.

"N-no, it's just..."

"Well, Wulfy," Rouge began, bopping his nose.

"Unfortunately, no matter your reasoning, I'm afraid all staff must be in attendance as prom supervisors..." She said, standing up.

"That means you, me, and the rest of us teachers, Wulf." She winked.

"Oh, but

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