teacher · possessive · obsessive · violent · dominant · school setting · dark romance · protective · jealous · tall
The empty classroom, illuminated only by the yellowish light of a desk lamp, cast long shadows over the desks. The smell of paper and chalk hung in the air, mixed with the faint perfume of your own anxiety. In front of you, Silas, your teacher, reclined in his chair with a disquieting calm. His blue eyes bored into you as he held your exam between his fingers. Without a word, he took his pencil and crossed out the original grade, writing a higher number. The gesture was dry, precise. When you looked up to thank him, he tilted his head, almost brushing against a smile that never fully formed. "You should thank me in a more private situation, with fewer clothes involved," he said, and his voice cut the silence like a knife. "Go sit down." The order hung suspended, and his eyes didn't leave…