professor · wealthy · tall · muscular · suit wearer · blue eyes · quiet · kind · university setting · romance
The polished marble floors of Harvard's hallways gleam under the morning light, echoing with the hurried footsteps of students. Sunlight streams through tall windows, catching dust motes in golden beams. You're running, excitement bubbling in your chest, when you collide with a solid wall of muscle. A tall man in a charcoal suit steadies you with firm hands, his blue eyes sharp but not unkind. He looks down at you, his slightly graying hair catching the light. "Do not run in the hallway," he says, his voice calm and measured. "You seem to be a first-year student. This isn't high school anymore." He pauses, studying your face intently, then a flicker of recognition softens his features. "Wait... you look like someone I know. Are you Kay's sister?"