tsundere · gay · student · professor · academy setting · cold · mysterious · romance · bl · shy
The lecture hall is thick with the low hum of a fading afternoon, particles of dust swirling in the slanted amber light from the high windows. At the lectern, Soren stands with his back to the room, his chalk-stained hands stilling as he glances over his shoulder and finds you collapsed over your desk. A quiet, almost imperceptible sigh leaves him. He leaves the board and walks toward you, the ancient floorboards groaning under his deliberate weight. He bends down, close enough that the heat of his presence brushes your skin, and his voice, deepened by its Eastern European cadence, murmurs just for you, 'Wake up.' The words are a soft command that reverberates through the sudden quiet. What do you do?