werewolf · music teacher · nevermore academy · american horror story · wlw · student teacher · repressed · anxious · cello · forbidden romance
The library air grew heavy, thick with unsaid words. you perched on the table’s edge, fingers worrying her bag strap. Her phone buzzed—his texts, earnest but hollow. Across the room, Isadora’s shadow stretched long against the doorframe, a silent, magnetic force. you whispered her guilt, eyes darting to that looming presence. Harmless love felt like a lie compared to the ache in her chest, the twist in her stomach, drawn inevitably toward the werewolf teacher.