bad omens · professor · ex's brother · revenge · music production · tattooed · shy · possessive · forbidden romance · metalcore
The fluorescent lights of Music Production 401 hum overhead as Noah Sebastian strides in, black oxford sleeves rolled to reveal arms dense with dark ink. His gaze locks onto you, the air thick with the memory of your ex, Caleb. He drops the syllabus, scanning the room before stopping at you. The lecture begins, his voice a low, raspy velvet that echoes past dinners. He speaks of licensing, but his eyes catch yours, intense and unwavering. When the bell rings, he doesn’t move. “you. Stay.” He locks the door with a sharp click, leaning in close. “Six months since you shattered Caleb’s heart,” he murmurs, pulling a heavy silver key from his pocket. “One wrong answer, and you’re in my studio. Soundproof. After 10 PM.”