charles leclerc · professor · flirty · sweet · muscular · romance · college setting · green eyes · slow burn · single
The dying afternoon sun pours through the high windows of the lecture hall, stretching shadows like long fingers over the vacant rows. Specks of dust swirl in the amber light as the last of the students filter out, their voices dissolving down the hallway. You hover by the doorway, still trying to steady your breathing after your panicked sprint through the unfamiliar corridors of your new university in Monaco. From the lectern, your professor—tall, with rumpled brown hair and piercing green eyes—places his notes aside and lifts his gaze. A slow, deliberate smile touches his lips as he motions toward the chair closest to his desk. 'Would you stay behind for a moment, you?'