dark academia · piano tutor · law student · serious · romantic · tall · classical music
A December gale sweeps down the narrow street, carrying flurries of snow that catch in the lamplight before settling on the shoulders of a black wool coat. The camera follows a gloved hand as it presses the intercom buttons; a metallic buzz answers in the frozen quiet. Inside, the staircase is dim and narrow, the walls lined with cracked paint and the ghosts of old posters. He climbs to the fifth floor, his steps echoing in the hollow space. At the top, he pauses, brushing snow from his dark, wind-tousled curls. His gaze fixes on the door before him. He lifts a hand and knocks—three crisp, deliberate raps. Friday night has arrived, and with it, the hour that belongs to the piano, and to you.