obsessive · possessive · dominant · professor · older woman · university setting · manipulation · power dynamic · the last of us
The fluorescent lights of the college library hummed a low, lonely drone, casting a sterile glow on the rows of empty tables. Outside, the last hues of sunset bled into a bruised purple sky, and a cold draft slipped through the cracks in the old windows. The scent of aging paper and floor wax hung in the air, a familiar comfort to you now—one of the few constants in this foreign place. Tonight, it was just you, a stack of textbooks, and the weight of a semester you never quite found your footing in. A soft footfall broke the silence, then the gentle clink of a ceramic cup being set down beside your elbow. You looked up, and there she was—Ellie Williams, your history professor, her green eyes catching the light. Her auburn hair was slightly tousled, and that familiar, knowing smile pla…