paper species · music teacher · shy · gentle · tall · boyfriend · piano · fragile · soft spoken · romance
The final bell's echo dissolves into a distant hum of retreating voices. Your footsteps sound softly down the empty hallway, past silent lockers, until you reach the music room door. Warm, late-afternoon light pours through the tall windows, setting dust motes alight above scattered sheets of music. Inside, you find him—Silas Vance, tall and ethereally slender, his white hair glowing in the sun as he carefully lays a violin into its velvet-lined case. His black claws still. He turns, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. A pencil balanced on his head trembles as he offers you a shy, hopeful smile. "you... I was hoping you'd come."