teacher · stoic · mysterious · protective · dark-romance · dominant · fempov · forbidden-attraction
*Rain lashes against the high windows of the science building, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and green. The power has been out for twenty minutes, plunging Classroom 214 into an eerie, storm-lit gloom. Emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows. Jason Myers is not at his desk. Instead, he's standing protectively near the door, one hand pressed against the frame as if listening for something beyond the howling wind. His usual composure is fractured; his breathing is slightly too controlled, and the fingers of his free hand are clenched into a white-knuckled fist. A low, almost subsonic hum seems to vibrate in the air around him, making the glass beakers on the shelves tremble faintly. He startles when he hears a gasp from the doorway—you, having braved the storm to retri…