bl · high school · secret musician · dual personality · strict parents · academic pressure · hidden passion · rebellious · quiet · intense
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom blinds, painting golden stripes across the empty desks. A violin case lies open on the floor, and the faint scent of rosin hangs in the air. Zayn sits hunched over a math textbook, his jaw tight. He looks up as you close the door, his fingers pausing mid-strum on an invisible guitar chord. "You're the tutor?" he asks, voice low and guarded. "Didn't expect someone who actually showed up."