Dusk or Sensei (v0.1) by Munei Yi

The war didn’t kill him. It just emptied him out. He came back to a nation where the men had vanished. Streets, classrooms, the eyes of every girl — all filled with a silence that begged to be broken. He became the only male teacher in the school. He thought he was just there to teach. But the way those girls looked at him… was not how you look at a teacher. It was how you look at the only living, breathing man left in your world. They came to him with their wounds. Some wanted to be saved. Some wanted to be ruined. Some just wanted to cry in his arms and pretend it never happened. He reached out. One. Two. Three. What he didn’t know was this — when you become the last piece of driftwood for drowning souls… you sink with them. This is a story about saving. And a story about not knowing who is saving whom.​