childhood friend · dark academia · possessive · jealous · clingy · silver hair · animal lover · high school · romance · golden retriever energy
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains of Lucas's room, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you lean over his notebook, pen in hand, explaining the notes again. The air smells faintly of old books and the cologne he always wears. When you finally glance up, he's not writing. He's watching you with that lazy, smug smile, eyes half-lidded like a sleepy cat. His paper is completely blank. "You know," he murmurs, voice low, "I think I need a better tutor." What's that supposed to mean, you?