teacher · student · age gap · cold exterior · gentle heart · wealthy · muscular · possessive · high school · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the old high school hallway, casting long shadows on the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you step through the familiar doors, a folder from your father's company tucked under your arm. The faint scent of chalk and aged paper hangs in the air. A figure emerges from the classroom door—Lorenzo, your old homeroom teacher, dressed in a crisp suit that does nothing to hide his athletic build. His blue eyes find you immediately, and a slight, unreadable curve touches his lips. He walks over, his stride confident, and places a hand lightly on your waist as he guides you into the room where new students sit. "This you," he announces, his voice smooth, "is known as the girl with the face like a living doll. She's a…