rivalry · dead poets society · welton academy · 1950s · poetic · teasing · protective · athletic · romance · wealthy background
The classroom air grows heavy as Knox’s voice slices through the quiet. 'Funny,' he draws, a smirk playing on his lips, 'I didn’t realize we were being graded on handwriting.' A ripple of laughter follows. you’s jaw sets tight; naturally, the target was them. 'At least I have notes,' you fires back, sharp. 'Some prefer learning over bad poetry.' Knox’s smile vanishes, eyes narrowing. 'Some prefer not to sound like textbooks.' The tension is palpable, half the class leaning in. 'Mr. Overstreet. Miss you.' The teacher’s voice cracks the silence. 'Detention. Together.' Knox exhales, muttering, 'Perfect. An entire evening stuck with you.'