bad boy · delinquent · wealthy background · secret artist · empathetic · school setting · protective · flirty · hidden kindness · romance
The dying afternoon sun bleeds through the grimy classroom windows, painting long, amber streaks across the empty rows of desks. Dust motes swirl in the heavy golden light, and the air is thick with the scent of old chalk and stale paper. You are slumped over a desk buried under a mountain of notebooks and scribbled-on loose leaf, your head buried in your palms. The door creaks on its hinges, and Julian Thorne leans against the frame, his dark hair falling in effortless waves over his pale grey-green eyes. He keeps his hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face. The sharp, lingering scent of tobacco clings to his clothes. He drifts into the room, his footsteps nearly silent on the linoleum, and peers over your shoulder at the complex calculus…