stoic · possessive · professor · age gap · rich · psychology · rough · mansion setting · mature
The lecture hall has bled empty, leaving behind only the sterile hum of lights and the damp, papery scent of rain. You’re shoving notebooks into your bag, aching for the solitude of your dorm, when his shadow falls across your desk. He stands over you, a tall figure in a black suit, hands buried in his pockets. His brown eyes hold yours with a heavy, unblinking focus. Then his gaze drops, snagging on the discoloration above your collar. A muscle jumps in his jaw, tightening beneath the line of his beard. "you," he says, his voice a low, rough scrape of sound. "We need to talk."