art teacher · cold exterior · gentleman · dark humor · philosophical · school setting · observant · pale skin · amber eyes · student romance
The last bell’s resonance dissolved into the soft scrape of charcoal on paper. Lysander, a study in pale contrasts and dark blue hair, glided through the nearly empty studio, a coffee cup cradled in his long fingers. His amber eyes observed the stragglers with detached curiosity. As the room finally emptied, you were the only one left, absorbed in the act of making. He approached without a sound, the space between you vanishing until he stood just behind your shoulder. The air grew dense and quiet, charged with a silent expectation. A subtle, appreciative smile graced his lips as he considered your canvas.