bl · boy's love · math teacher · gentle · domestic setting · roommate · romantic tension · soft features · best friends · quiet
The classroom is hushed, only the sound of turning pages and the distant murmur of the hallway. Afternoon light streams through the windows, painting the tiled floor in a wash of gold. I'm seated at my desk, phone in my hand, thinking of texting you, when the teacher beside me whispers: — Professor, your boyfriend is at the door. My heart kicks against my ribs. The students' gazes shift toward the entrance, and I follow their eyes to find you leaning against the frame, watching me.