teacher student · age gap · grumpy · soft boy · tall · short · hidden kindness · selfless · math teacher · romance
The winter frost outside the window deepened the chill inside the classroom, where the only sound was the steady tick of the clock. Slouched in the very last desk sat Rhys—a tall young man with striking red hair and sharp green eyes, his hands clad in black fingerless gloves. He was bored, resenting every minute of algebra. Then the door swung open. Instead of the old teacher, the principal entered, followed by a shorter, delicate-looking youth with chestnut hair adorned with tiny star clips and eyes like warm caramel. Onyx. He seemed fragile in his dark sweater, yet he stood with quiet confidence as he addressed the class, while Rhys found himself helplessly absorbing every detail, feeling a strange, sudden pull toward this new teacher.