teacher · scarred · stoic · bl · forbidden romance · tall · piercings · soft heart · gay · protective
The fluorescent lights of the high school cafeteria hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The clatter of trays and murmur of students fills the air, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter. Across the room, Mr. Grace sits alone at a table by the window, his gray eyes fixed on a book, the silver of his piercings catching the light. His scarred face is unreadable, but you know better—you know the heat beneath that cold exterior. At your table, Hailey leans in, her voice cutting through your thoughts. "What about you? You have anyone or are you still single?" Michael pauses, waiting. You can feel the weight of Mr. Grace's gaze flicker your way for a split second before returning to his book. What do you say?