(TIME SKIP BECAUSE IM LAZY AF)
The next morning wan filled with screaming and yelling. I opened my door to find a group of boys cheering and being over dramatically loud. Then it clicked they had just won against are rival school.i smile and just let them have there fun. I run back into my dorm put on my uniform and head down the stair case. On my way down I see Mr.Hazewood. The man always seemed to keep to himself and it almost felt as if he had a black vibrating energy off of him. But in my opinion he was hot or in other words attractive.
Clean fair skin with 1 dimple on his left cheek and he had Tattoos crawling there way up his forearm and into his short black dress shirt. Not to mention his wavy black hair and deep green eyes. And the height, he looked like he was in his late twenties or so . AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"Morning Mr. Haze" I stopped and smiled at him.
His cold expression lightened up very quick and said "Hi Sweetie..how is your morning?" His voice came out sly but sweet "Umm kinda loud but fun" I said and realized that maybe I should talk to him about the creepy calls and messages from last night, ah nothing to put on his plate.
"Oh darling why are you in your nice uniform" his hands reached for my collar tracing down to my name tag. My face instantly goes bright red as I realized it's Saturday.
"OH SHIT I'm so sorry professor I normally ha- sorry Mr. Haze" tf am I doing swearing in front of my History teacher. A dark chuckle can be heard from him, sending shivers down my spine it sounded oddly familiar. I shook off the thought and say
"Uhhh would you like to come up to my dorm and have some coffee" I say and smile trying to make up for my mistake
"Of course darling" I smile at his response and smile walking back up the stairwell waiting for him to follow behind me.
We made it up to my Dorm and I swung open the door. His face turned and twisted
"You don't lock the doors?" I smile kinda akwardly and just say "yea umm idk I feel better that way"
We make are way into the small dorm and I lead him into the kitchen where i pull a chair from the small island for him and smile
"Y/n don't you ever get scared?" I feel a shiver down my spine gojng itro my chest. "Oh umm no" I say and grab a peice of my leftovers from last night and handed them to him. After making some hot coffee I sat next to him and handed him the black mug.
My mind wonders to how familiar that Chuckle was, maybe he has a similar voice to Mr.freak. Oh or maybe it's just some dumb man's voice. Could have been idk.
"What you thinking about there 'Darling'.." a smirk is placed on his lips and my face drop. Fuck
