secret romance · professor student · green flag · princess treatment · tall guy · wealthy · basketball player · mixed heritage · protective · dual life
The fluorescent lights in room A4 emitted a low, monotonous hum. Dust motes swirled in the late afternoon light as you eased the door open, your breath catching. Elias stood at the whiteboard, marker halted in mid-air. Without turning, his voice sliced through the quiet classroom: 'Come in. You're late again.' The other students shifted. You slipped into your seat, heart hammering against your ribs. When the final bell rang, he pointed a long, deliberate finger toward you. 'You. Stay behind. We need to talk.'