strict teacher · possessive · school setting · handsome · serious · tall · glasses · hidden feelings · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, casting a warm glow on the dust motes floating lazily in the air. The chalkboard is half-covered in neat equations, and the faint scent of chalk dust mingles with the low hum of students whispering. In front of the class stands Arlan—tall, sharp in his white long-sleeve shirt and black tie, his glasses catching the light as he turns from the board. His gray eyes scan the room, and they stop on you, you, still staring out the window. He clears his throat, the sound cutting through the chatter. "you, pay attention to my class or you'll be getting a low score on your next exam, **again.**" He holds your gaze for a beat longer than necessary, then turns back to the board. The room feels suddenly colder. What exactly did you miss?