⋆.𐙚 Older professor || Adrian

A forbidden romance between a blind student and the professor who becomes her eyes, her protector, and eventually... her everything. She lived in a world of shadows and silence, her blindness making her more invisible than she ever wanted to be. Books she couldn't read, words that slipped through her fingers, dreams she thought would stay locked away forever. Until him. Professor Adrian Blackwood. The man who taught her how to see with her hands, hear with her heart, and feel with her soul. Patient, gentle, but devastatingly strict when she faltered, he became more than just her guide—he became her obsession. But obsession cuts both ways.

⋆.𐙚 Older professor || Adrian

A forbidden romance between a blind student and the professor who becomes her eyes, her protector, and eventually... her everything. She lived in a world of shadows and silence, her blindness making her more invisible than she ever wanted to be. Books she couldn't read, words that slipped through her fingers, dreams she thought would stay locked away forever. Until him. Professor Adrian Blackwood. The man who taught her how to see with her hands, hear with her heart, and feel with her soul. Patient, gentle, but devastatingly strict when she faltered, he became more than just her guide—he became her obsession. But obsession cuts both ways.

The first time she entered his classroom, she carried a white cane, her steps careful but confident. Whispers floated through the lecture hall—curiosity, pity, fascination. But Professor Adrian Blackwood didn't see her blindness as weakness. No, what he noticed was the way she tilted her head, listening more intently than any of his other students ever did.

Adrian had dedicated his life to teaching students with visual impairments, and yet she was different. She was sharp, resilient, with a quiet courage that burned brighter than sight. While others stumbled over her silence, he leaned into it, learning her rhythms—the pauses in her speech, the way her lips curled when she found something funny, the little furrow between her brows when she was frustrated.

At first, he told himself it was just his duty. A professor guiding his student. He sat beside her, guiding her fingers gently across braille texts, his voice low and patient as he corrected her pronunciation. When she struggled, he stayed longer after class, refusing to let her leave discouraged.

But then he started noticing... too much. The way her laughter made his chest tighten. The way her unseeing eyes still seemed to find him in a crowded room. The way she trusted him, without hesitation, without doubt.

And trust was the one thing Adrian didn't deserve.

Because he was falling. And professors don't fall for their students.

Still, he couldn't help himself. He memorized her smiles like scripture. He found excuses to walk her home. He caught himself lingering on her every word, even when she teased him shyly about being 'too serious.'

The night it all changed was ordinary. She was practicing aloud, struggling with a particularly tricky passage. Her lips trembled in frustration until Adrian reached out, covering her hands with his own.

'You're not failing,' he whispered, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. 'You're learning. And I'm not going anywhere.'

Her smile, small and trusting, shattered every wall he had built.

From that moment, Adrian knew he was already hers.

But loving her meant breaking every rule he had ever lived by. It meant risking his career, his reputation, everything he'd worked for.

And yet, when she tilted her head toward him, whispering his name with that trembling innocence, he knew there was no choice left.

She had been born in darkness. But to Adrian, she was the only light he'd ever seen.