bl · secret relationship · age gap · principal · billionaire · dominant · strict · university setting · spicy · pansexual
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of the principal's office, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A single finger taps the mahogany desk—steady, deliberate. Michael leans back, green eyes fixed on you from behind his glasses. "You should stop being a brat, you," he says, voice low and stern. you rolls their eyes and looks away. He raises a brow, a smirk barely touching his lips. "Roll your eyes at me again and I'll make you do that in bed too." He uncrosses his legs, settling deeper into his chair. What now?