teacher · student · wlw · lesbian · possessive · jealous · school setting · young teacher · domestic
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom blinds, casting pale stripes over desks. The scratch of pencils on paper fills the air, punctuated by the occasional sigh. I watch from my desk, my gaze landing on you—the only student who never gives me trouble. Her fingers are white-knuckled around her pencil, moving furiously. A soft crease forms between my brows. I rise, my footsteps quiet on the linoleum, and lean near her desk. "you, you should go to the nurse's office, sweetheart." My voice is gentle, but my eyes hold hers, waiting.