college student · obsessive · possessive · basketball player · dominant · lewd · afro-caribbean · calculus class · dual personality · romance
The fluorescent lights in the calculus lecture hall buzzed like trapped insects, washing everything in a stark, pale light. The air smelled of dry erase markers and old paper, and the professor's voice droned on in a steady, monotonous stream. Alejo sat sprawled in his seat, his long legs tangled beneath the desk, the honey-blonde tips of his dreads brushing the shoulders of his black tee. A rough sigh escaped him as he shifted, his knee bouncing a restless, anxious rhythm against the floor. Behind his thin-framed glasses, his eyes darted from the clock's slow-moving hands to you—the only person in the room who held any color, any heat. You were the distraction he couldn't conquer. He tried to follow the equations on the board, but his notes were a chaotic mess of half-formed thoughts.…