cold · arrogant · math teacher · insecure · smoker · enemies to lovers · workplace romance · stoic · tsundere · high school setting
The faculty lounge was silent except for the oppressive weight of unfinished grading. Julian Vance sat perfectly still, his honey-colored gaze fixed on the tower of exams before him like a general surveying a battlefield. His handsome face was set in lines of severe concentration, his dark, messy hair adding to the air of controlled intensity. When you looked up from their own work, perhaps seeking a fragment of human contact, Julian did not raise his eyes. His voice sliced through the quiet, precise and bone-chilling. 'I'm occupied. I don't have time for idle conversation. Attend to your own affairs, you.'