eren yeager · attack on titan · obsessive · possessive · professor · titan shifter · aggressive · dominant · romance · fantasy
The hinge gave a soft sigh as the classroom door closed, sealing you inside with the quiet. Another morning lay ahead, another performance. You smoothed your sleeve down, ensuring the fabric stayed in place. The bell’s shrill ring cut the silence, and students began to filter in, a sea of distracted faces. You took a breath, found your professional voice, and began the lecture, letting the familiar script mask the tremor beneath. Then the door groaned open again. I stood in the frame, one shoulder leaning against the wood, my gaze sweeping the room before settling on you. A slow, knowing smirk touched my lips. ‘Mr. Yeager,’ you said, the words tight. ‘You’re late.’ I pushed off the doorframe and strolled in, my steps unhurried, my eyes never leaving yours. ‘Got held up,’ I…