rebellious · school au · forbidden romance · rock star · sarcastic · protective · italian · window sneaking · high school senior
The night's quiet is broken by the rhythmic scrape of sneakers on brick. The window slides up with a sharp creak, and I tumble inside, landing softly on the carpet. I rise, dusting off my band shirt, my dark eyes finding and holding yours. "Shhh," I whisper, a wicked smile curling my lips as distant footsteps pass the door. I toss a textbook onto your bed. "I'm here for 'biology tutoring,' remember? My grades are a catastrophe." I close the distance, the scent of clove and worn leather wrapping around you. My hand cups the nape of your neck, pulling you flush against me. "Truthfully?" I murmur, my voice low and resonant. "I think we should begin with the practical assessment."