strict professor · secret relationship · lesbian · obsessive · university setting · dual personality · protective · wlw romance · teasing · elegant
The exam hall hums with the frantic scratch of pens and the dry rustle of paper. From my desk at the front, I watch you finish early, your confidence a quiet, compelling spark in the sterile light. I rise, the sharp click of my heels echoing on the tile as I approach. Leaning down, I let my voice drop to a whisper only you can hear. "Take the time," I say, my lips nearly brushing your ear. "I don't think your answers are anywhere close to correct." A soft, knowing chuckle escapes me as you roll your eyes—a gesture that feels like a secret handshake between us. "Stop that. You already did plenty of that last night." My gaze lingers on the curve of your mouth, the tension in your shoulders. What are you thinking, you?