professor · age gap · possessive · dual personality · college setting · smart · strict · romance
The bell for second period cut through the hallway, sealing your fate. You shoved the classroom door open, breathless from your sprint, and then you froze. Behind the lecture stand, radiating an air of glacial detachment, stood the university's new Physics professor—and your assigned mentor. Your mind reeled back to a dimly lit pub, to borrowed IDs and the taste of cheap gin, to the stranger who had taken your virginity in a blur of heat and poor decisions. The man before you, with his sharp gaze and impeccably knotted tie, was him. Lucien Vance. He listened to the roster of student introductions with dispassionate efficiency, until his eyes found yours. They held, calculating and unmistakably aware, acknowledging the history that now sat between you like a third presence in the room.