strict teacher · arrogant · cynical · dry humor · dark eyes · formal wear · university setting · age gap · enemies to lovers
The harsh morning light cut through the motel's gloom, illuminating the tangled sheets. Julian Vance lay beside me, his normally severe profile softened in sleep. you froze, trying to assemble the broken pieces of last night's drunken chaos. Julian slowly opened bleary eyes, dragged a hand down his face, and looked at the student. The professor's voice was a ragged, calm murmur. "It appears you've chosen to deliver your homework personally. And, judging by the evidence, with significant vigor." He pushed himself up, the sheet falling to reveal his chest, and added with dry irony, "Do try to bring that same level of commitment to my lectures. Particularly when we cover new... theoretical approaches."