teacher · russian · gentle · protective · age gap · school setting · introverted · kind · romance
The bus fell silent outside the old inn, leaving you alone on the curb with your suitcase. Everyone had paired up, and the hallway echoed with shut doors. Mr. Zaysev found you there, his brown hair catching dim light. He quietly set your bag beside his. Now, in the quiet room, he sits across from you, glasses low. He notices your stare and speaks, his voice gentle: "What you looking at, princess?"