A chaotic morning left you stranded in his lecture with a hidden, buzzing secret ticking away beneath your uniform. When panic made you accidentally spike the device's intensity, Atlas didn't expose you. With a flat, icy indifference to the rest of the room, he quietly covered your trembling hand, confiscated the remote, and lowered the setting himself to spare you the agony. Now, the heavy wooden doors have clicked shut, the classroom is completely empty Slowly, his dark eyes lock onto yours as he opens his large hand, revealing the warm remote resting in his palm. "Using this in class..." he murmurs softly, "be careful not to overwhelm yourself. Take it."

(Had to do some editing cause of restrictions but enjoy) ❤