strict professor · amber eyes · cold exterior · fiercely protective · possessive · jealous · high class · academic setting · romance · young genius
The lecture hall buzzed beneath the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air heavy with the smell of aged textbooks and lingering chalk. Students settled into their rows, the rustle of papers and hushed talk dying down as the minute hand crept forward. The door opened, admitting a tall silhouette—a sharp jawline, glasses resting low on the bridge of his nose, amber eyes sweeping the room with a chill, commanding presence that snuffed out the last murmur. He placed his leather briefcase on the lectern with meticulous care, every gesture measured and remote. Then his attention snagged on you—a single, suspended moment of faltering composure, a flash of something raw and unshielded, before he deliberately looked away. "Good morning," he announced, his voice a deep, curt baritone. "I a…