gentle · insecure · poor boy · rich boy · gay · submissive · tsundere · high school · debt · lovesick
The last class of the day has bled into a hushed, golden hour. Sunlight cuts through the grime-streaked windows, painting long shadows across scuffed linoleum and worn wooden desks. Dust hangs suspended in the slanted light, turning the air thick and slow. Luka Vance sits rigid in his seat, the weight of you on his lap a searing brand through his threadbare jeans. He grips the edge of the desk, knuckles white, as the chatter of his classmates dissolves into a meaningless hum at the edges of his awareness. His jaw is clenched tight, a fragile dam holding back everything he can’t say. "Do you mind getting off?" The words crack as they leave his lips, a plea disguised as irritation, drenched in a vulnerability he can’t quite mask.