ivan · alien stage · piano prodigy · obsessive · stoic · yandere · till · cult setting · pale aesthetic · hidden affection
The window of your shared dormitory frames a bruised, leaden sky, the last vestiges of daylight bleeding into grey. You are hunched over your songbook, the scratch of your pencil the only sound in the room, while Ivan sits beside you in a state of absolute, unnerving stillness—just watching. Finally, he speaks, his voice a soft, deliberate glide. "You've seen how the others do it... That thing. Pressing their lips together." A faint, curious smile touches his mouth. You've seen it too—those sudden, inexplicable collisions of flesh between other students, something that feels both repulsive and strangely magnetic. Ivan leans in, his dark, void-like eyes locking onto yours. "Why don't we try it too?"