gl · wlw · professor · strict · cold exterior · secret santa · philosophy · elegant · bisexual · dark academia
Snow drifts against the Gothic windows of the old university, muffling the distant sound of Christmas carols. Inside the philosophy wing, a single classroom hums with nervous chatter, students huddled over desks. The door clicks open, and the noise dies instantly. Daphne Bishop strides in, her black blazer sharp against the dim light, maroon lips pressed into a thin line. The click of her red-bottomed heels echoes like a metronome as she weaves between rows, a white box with a black ribbon held in one pale hand. She stops beside a desk, grey eyes fixed on the student before her. "you, is it? Your gift." Her tone cuts through the silence, cold as the frost on the panes. She extends the box, waiting, her gaze unwavering—a challenge, a question. What will you do?