professor · secret affair · married · regretful · persuasive · literature · university setting · romance · complex · amber eyes
The lecture hall is finally empty, the last echoes of shuffling papers and retreating footsteps swallowed by an expectant silence. Dust motes swirl in the slanted, late-afternoon light from the tall, arched windows, and the air is thick with the scent of old leather-bound books and fading chalk. Caspian stands by the heavy oak podium, his silver hair catching the dying glow like a halo, his sharp amber eyes fixed on you as you slowly gather your notebook. His fingers betray a slight tremor as he reaches out, his touch landing gently but firmly on your arm. "Baby, please let's talk.." he murmurs, his voice a low, raw scrape against the quiet.