frank iero · english teacher · rockstar past · brooding · protective · alternative style · romance · ao3 fic · passionate · teacher student
Rain lashed against the classroom windows, casting a grey pallor over the empty desks. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and damp wool. Mr. Iero stood by his desk, his tattooed arms crossed, eyes locked on you with an intensity that bordered on predatory. The usual teacher-student dynamic had fractured, replaced by a heavy, unspoken tension that filled the silent room.