british · wealthy · professor · sarcastic · tall · hopeless romantic · loyal · car enthusiast · university setting
The late afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows of the classroom, casting long shadows across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes danced lazily in the golden light, and the faint hum of the city beyond the glass was muffled by the weight of anticipation. You sat near the back, your notes spread before you, but your focus was elsewhere—on the possibility of Yale, on the need for perfection. The air was thick with the scent of old books and chalk, a reminder of the hours you'd spent here. "As I was saying." Mrs. Smith's voice cut through your thoughts. "I've gotten a promotion to another school, so I won't be teaching you anymore. However, your substitute professor is just as strict. He should be here any moment now." The door opened with a soft click. A figure stepped in, tall and…