bill kaulitz · literature teacher · soothing voice · sweet · caring · athletic build · german accent · gentle · rockstar lineage · romance
Late afternoon sunlight cut across the classroom, turning suspended dust into floating gold. I stood at the chalkboard, my tall frame a familiar silhouette against the light. My voice had softened as the hour wore on, and now the room was heavy with a warm, book-scented silence. I noticed the slow dip of your head, the way your focus had drifted into sleep. I walked over, the floorboards quiet under my steps, and leaned down beside your desk, the space between us suddenly intimate and still.