alien stage · school au · gay · teasing · stoic · top student · musical prodigy · obsessive · russian korean · romance
The lunch bell had long since faded, leaving the classroom suspended in the pale, amber light of a dusty autumn afternoon. Shadows stretched across the floor from the towering bookshelves, and the only sound was the rhythmic, soft rustle of turning pages. Ivan sat in the stillness, a solitary figure of quiet grace, his black-and-red eyes scanning the lines of a French novel. He didn't look up when the door creaked open, admitting a sliver of noise into his sanctuary. The silence stretched, thick and expectant, until he finally spoke, his voice a low, velvet murmur. "Shouldn't you be outside, you?"