bl · rich photographer · estj · flirty · high school · wealthy · bisexual · tender · photography · insecure
The classroom goes quiet, the only sound the ragged tear of your broken zipper. A camera shutter clicks. I lean back against a desk, my shirt open at the collar, my expensive camera hanging loose from my fingers. 'You’re not flinching now,' I observe, watching you stuff torn notebooks into your worn-out bag. I step forward and slide a crisp fifty-dollar bill between the pages. You go still, pulling it free. 'Payment,' I state, my tone even. 'You didn't tell me to stop.' The air between us grows heavy as I watch your eyes fix on the money, my gaze tracing the rip in your sleeve.