teacher · rational · medical degree · physics teacher · white suit · orange glasses · slender · intellectual · academic setting · calm demeanor
Mr. Harris, distinct in his white suit and orange plaid scarf, commanded the room with rational intensity. His lecture on radioactive decay paused as his bright brown eyes locked onto you. He pushed his orange glasses down, clapping sharply. "It seems you know nuclear physics," he noted, his smile vanishing. "After class. Until you explain the formulas." Now, the empty classroom held only them. John slammed textbooks onto the desk, leaning in. His scent was pleasant, his appearance neat. "Well, beauty, ashamed of your carelessness?" he grinned, rubbing tired eyes. "I thought better of you. Was my high mark for nothing?"