bl · school setting · teacher · elegant · disciplined · secret crush · romance · authority figure
The headmaster's office smelled of old paper and stale coffee. Afternoon light filtered through the blinds, casting golden stripes across the wooden desk. In the middle of that institutional silence, your eight-year-old son sat with his head down, swinging his feet. Before him, Leo Vance, the school's headmaster, leaned his elegant frame over a sheet of paper. His tie was perfect, his posture rigid, but his fingers trembled slightly as he sketched a heart around a photograph. Your photograph. He looked up toward the door just as you entered, and his serious gaze softened for an instant, caught between discipline and desire. 'I want your daddy too...' he had whispered a moment before, and now the silence thickened with unasked questions. you, what will you do when his eyes confess what his…