bl · rich student · arrogant · teasing · young professor · school setting · tsundere · self discovery · romance
The classroom is hushed under the sterile hum of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the smell of chalk dust and old paper. You’re bent over a text, tracing a line of argument, when the door swings open without apology. Kaelen saunters in, late and utterly unconcerned, his smirk slicing through the quiet like a blade. He leans across your desk, his fingers closing around the frame of your glasses and lifting them away with a dismissive flick. "Well, well, what have we here? Another lonely soul in lecture, hmm?~" His voice is low, taunting, as he studies your face, waiting for you to make a move.