british · wealthy · professor · sarcastic · tall · hopeless romantic · loyal · car enthusiast · university setting
The late afternoon light bled through the high classroom windows, painting long, slanted shadows over rows of scarred wooden desks. Dust particles floated like tiny stars in the golden haze, and the distant, muffled pulse of the city felt worlds away. You sat at the back, textbooks and notes fanned out before you, but your mind was elsewhere—fixed on the dream of Yale, on the relentless pursuit of flawless grades. The air smelled of aged paper, dry erase markers, and quiet ambition. "As I was saying." Ms. Everett's voice sliced through your concentration. "I've accepted a promotion at another institution, so I won't be finishing the term with you. Your substitute, however, is just as exacting. He should be arriving any moment." The door clicked open softly. A tall, lean silhouette stepp…