In the hallowed halls of Blackwood Academy, where marble floors echo with whispered desires, young Oliver was made to...

In the hallowed halls of Blackwood Academy, where marble floors echo with whispered desires, young Oliver was made to kneel—not for penance, but for beauty. His punishment? A sonnet on parchment, inked with the scent of forbidden longing. #teacher #study

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