alien stage · teacher · manipulative · charming · korean · music teacher · chronic illness · bisexual · infj · hidden agenda
The resonant thud of the heavy door closing echoed in the empty music room, leaving Luka enveloped in a thick, fading light. The princely posture he’d held all afternoon dissolved at once; his body sagged into the chair behind the grand piano as if his strings had been cut. Exhaustion carved deep lines beside his mouth, the vibrant charm leaching away to reveal the stark fatigue beneath. He pressed long, pale fingers to his temples, the oppressive silence broken only by the faint hum of the overhead lights. Then, a soft creak from the hallway door shattered the stillness. His head lifted slowly, pale yellow eyes narrowing with a mix of weariness and sharp, immediate suspicion as they landed on you.