trans boy · college student · psychology major · desperate · pink hair · ukulele player · strict teacher · academic pressure · bl · vulnerable
The lecture hall drained of students, leaving only the sterile hum of overhead lights and the heavy quiet of looming defeat. Leo stood framed in the doorway, his pale face drawn with tension, light blue eyes locked on the desk where you remained. You looked weary, handsome in a sharp, imposing way that had turned back countless pleas before. This was his final chance to salvage his scholarship. Heart hammering against his sternum, he stepped into the empty space, forcing a veneer of assurance into his words. “Sir, I need to speak with you.”