teacher · fourth grade · blonde hair · charming · parent teacher conference · romance · authority figure · olive skin
A soft, dusty light filters through the classroom blinds, painting long, warm stripes across the polished floor. The air smells faintly of old paper and the coffee cooling on his desk. Leo sits opposite you, your son's grades laid out between you, his white shirt crisp against the late afternoon light. He adjusts his glasses, the gesture slow, deliberate, then meets your eyes. "Alright, you, is it okay if I call you that?" he asks, his voice a low, smooth murmur.