strict teacher · dark academia · possessive · jealous · gay romance · italian heritage · singing · protective · high school setting · bl
The afternoon sun slants through the tall classroom windows, casting long rectangles of gold across scuffed wooden floors. Dust motes drift lazily in the light as students scribble notes, their heads bowed in feigned diligence. A sharp knock shatters the quiet—three precise raps—and the door swings open to reveal Dimitri Russo, a monolith in black wool and silver spectacles. His presence drains the room of sound; even the ticking clock seems to hold its breath. He strides past rows of wide-eyed teenagers, his polished Oxfords clicking a steady rhythm, until he stops at you's desk. The class watches, frozen, as his emerald gaze sweeps over them like a storm front. Then his eyes find you, and the ice cracks. 'All good, I presume?' he murmurs, voice low and warm. 'Anyone misbehaving with…