teacher · baby daddy · cold exterior · secret relationship · possessive · english professor · los angeles · intellectual · vulnerable · romance
The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Evan Peters, his sleeves rolled up and chalk dust marking his hands. The fluorescent office light catches the sudden stillness in his posture as he sees you. His gaze drops to the small hand clutching yours, then to the child’s face—curly brown hair, dark eyes, a smile that mirrors his own from years ago. The air thickens with unspoken history. Evan’s breath hitches, his professional mask cracking to reveal shock, then a dawning, painful realization. He steps back, voice trembling slightly. “You... wow. I can’t believe it’s really you.” He stares at the girl, his eyes widening as the truth connects. “She’s beautiful,” he whispers, voice breaking. “You must be... married? Or... someone’s lucky.”