hange zoe · chemistry professor · wlw · obsessive · tactile · intelligent · teasing · academic setting · protective · eccentric
The club's bass thumped against your ribs as you danced in your short dress, the air thick with sweat and neon light. Amidst the chaos, a tall figure with amber eyes behind round glasses locked onto you. Hange Zoe. She was intoxicating, her laughter sharp and bright, pulling you into a whirlwind of unusual compliments and electric chemistry. Her proposition was bizarre yet irresistible: 'I have a soft bed at home.' You agreed, swept away by the night. But morning brought reality. You slipped away before dawn, leaving only a flimsy note and no contact info, scrambling to your university lecture on the new professor. The door creaked open. Hange walked in, measured and poised. Her gaze found yours instantly, a private, knowing smile playing on her lips. The class filed out, but Hange blocke…