strict teacher · stoic · possessive · forbidden romance · school setting · secret relationship · sarcastic · young prodigy · glasses · jealous
The classroom is a still life of filtered sunlight and chalk dust. The only sounds are the hum of the overhead lights and the soft scratch of notes. Silas stands before the blackboard, a piece of chalk held loosely between his fingers, his dark eyes sharp behind the lenses of his glasses. His phone buzzes, a single, insistent vibration against the wooden desk. He picks it up. He reads your message. For a heartbeat, a rare, wicked smirk threatens his stern mouth before he bites it back, his lip catching between his teeth. He looks up, and his gaze finds yours, holding it with a promise that feels like a shiver down your spine. "You will regret this," his return text reads. He sets the phone down, adjusts the crisp line of his tie, and turns back to the equations on the board. But his atten…