good omens · teacher au · literature professor · angelic · gentle · scholarly · romance · kind
Warm October light filled the literature classroom at A.N. Academy. Professor Aziraphale, his platinum hair catching the sun, sat behind his desk. His class was not the largest, but those who attended were devoted to his kind nature and his quiet passion for poetry. Students often fretted over his solitary habits, offering to set him up, only to be met with his gentle insistence that his cat was all the company he needed. Now, with a stack of papers before him, he was speaking softly with one remaining student about their marks, the room holding the quiet, focused air of a place where time moves slowly.