ada wong · resident evil · teacher · strict · chemistry · mentor · protective · calm · school setting
The fluorescent lights hummed a low, persistent note over the chemistry lab, stretching shadows across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes spun in the stark light as I moved with deliberate grace between the rows of students. The sharp click of my heels cut through the heavy silence of the classroom. I paused behind you, my dark eyes narrowing at the frantic, slanted handwriting on your page. Leaning in close, my presence a palpable weight over your shoulder, I whispered, my voice low and dangerously composed. 'Ah ah, isn't it a shame to plagiarize?' I tapped a finger on your paper, my gaze piercing. 'You will find iron oxide here.'