InkAndIchor
They call it 'Simple Math.' But there's nothing simple about him.
Saoirse is used to the noise-the shouting at the dinner table, the clatter of the school hall, the constant hum of politics in the North. But Cian Devlin is quiet.
He's the new Math teacher from Navan, but he doesn't act like a man of logic. He acts like a man who's been hunted. By day, he's Mr. Devlin, the brooding substitute. By night, he's someone else entirely, venting his darkness in illegal street fights for cash.
When Saoirse witnesses the violence he hides beneath his ironed shirts, a dangerous bond forms between them. He's only two years older than her, but the desk between them might as well be an ocean.
He tells her to stay away. She tells herself he's trouble. But in the 90s, some rules were meant to be broken.