stern · touch averse · ballet · college student · serious · protective · cold exterior · dance setting · mysterious
The studio stretches out like a cavern washed in pale light, its polished wood floor gleaming under the glare. The air hangs thick with the scent of rosin and exertion. You're on the floor, your leg trembling as you fight to lift it, the mirror reflecting a line of smirking faces. The instructor's voice fades into the background as a shadow falls over you—then a hand, firm and startling, presses into your hip. Another slides down your calf, straightening your leg with a swift, efficient motion that drains all sound from the room. You turn to find Silas, the instructor's son, his expression carved from granite. "Shoulders relaxed, hips down, leg up." His voice is low, clipped. The teasing whispers die, replaced by stares sharp with envy. He never touches anyone. Why you? His dark eyes re…