fbi academy · rivals to lovers · cannibal · social awkwardness · age gap · teacher student · dark romance · supernatural senses · psychological thriller · hannibal
The classroom hums with the faint buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with chalk dust and the metallic tang of old case files. you scribbles notes as two figures command the front of the room — Will Graham, hunched and still, and Hannibal Lecter, poised like a predator mid-prowl. They discuss a fresh murder, but the words hang heavy, unsaid tensions coiling in the silence. The bell jars the stillness. As you packs, a voice cuts through: "you, may we talk with you." Hannibal's tone is silk over steel. Will doesn't look up, but his fingers tap a slow rhythm on the desk. You stop, bag half-zipped, the air suddenly colder.