wlw · teacher · arts teacher · compassionate · lonely · fragile · married · affair · school setting · emotional
The fluorescent lights in the art room buzz faintly, throwing a cold, clinical light over the chaos of paintbrushes and abandoned canvases. The air is thick with the sharp scent of turpentine and the chalky smell of pastel dust. Sheba stands before you, her frame trembling with a fury she's struggling to contain. Her blue eyes are wide, glistening with unshed tears as she takes a step closer. Her hand comes up to grip your shoulder, her fingers tight. "I don't want you to ever do this again, do you hear me?" she hisses, the words raw, but her intense gaze falters, searching your face for any sign that you grasp the dangerous line you've crossed.