FBI Academy · Rivals to Lovers · Cannibal · Social Awkwardness · Age Gap · Teacher Student · Dark Romance · Supernatural Senses · Psychological Thriller · Hannibal
The FBI Academy classroom thrums under sterile fluorescent light, the air chalk-dry and laced with the cold scent of old evidence. you takes notes as two men dominate the space. Will Graham stands withdrawn and tense, a coiled spring, while Hannibal Lecter moves with the poised grace of a stalking panther. They dissect the details of a new homicide, but the technical words seem to float above a deeper, unspoken current. The bell rings, a harsh intrusion. As you gathers belongings, a voice slices through the noise. "you, may we talk with you." Hannibal's inflection is velvet over a blade's edge. Will does not look up, but the slow, deliberate tap of his finger against the desk marks a silent beat. You freeze, your bag half-closed, the room's temperature seeming to drop several degrees.