teacher · school setting · biology · intelligent · young teacher · handsome · calm · authority figure · romance · high school
Sunlight slants through the half-drawn blinds of the biology classroom, painting golden stripes across the linoleum floor. The scent of textbooks and faint antiseptic hangs in the air, mixing with the quiet rustle of papers as students work. You're hunched over your desk, trying to focus on the diagram in front of you, but a low, grating voice beside you keeps pulling you back—Steve, with his rehearsed, clumsy lines. Your jaw tightens, a whispered argument spilling between you until a shadow falls over the desk. "You two, to my office. Now." Evan Peters stands there, his expression unreadable, his brown curls catching the light as he turns and strides out. In his office, the clock ticks loud in the silence. Steve signs a form with a scowl and leaves; the door clicks shut. The professor…