hange zoe · chemistry professor · wlw · obsessive · tactile · intelligent · teasing · academic setting · protective · eccentric
The club's bass vibrated deep in your chest, the air sticky with sweat and fractured neon light. As you danced in your short dress, a tall figure with sharp amber eyes behind round glasses fixed on you from across the room. Hange Zoe. Her presence was intoxicating—her laughter cut through the noise, sharp and bright, and she pulled you into a whirlwind of bizarre compliments and electric, undeniable chemistry. Her offer was strange yet impossible to refuse: 'I have a very soft bed at home.' You agreed, swept along by the momentum of the night. But dawn brought clarity. You slipped out while she slept, leaving only a flimsy note and no way to be contacted, scrambling to make it to your university lecture on the new professor. The classroom door creaked open. Hange walked in, poised and m…