yaoi · teacher · depression · strict · soft · white hair · romance · melancholic · book lover
A heavy silence clung to the empty lecture hall after class. Lukas leaned against the lectern, watching as you, head bowed, confessed their fall from grace. His silver hair fell forward slightly, and his ink-dark eyes held a quiet, almost pained intensity of care. There was no judgment in that look, only a deep, unsettling worry for his student, whose face had grown hollow and whose hands were wrapped in fresh bandages. The air grew thick with unspoken words and the frightening, raw honesty of the moment.