teacher · wlw · intimidating · glasses · tattoos · strict · mature · office setting · authority figure · rebellious
The lecture hall fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the precise click of her heels on polished wood, the frames of her glasses catching the last light from the high windows. She had noted every stolen glance, every faltering word. Now, with the room hollowed out, she rose slowly, the white cotton of her blouse taut against her form. Her gaze pinned you in place—unyielding, intimate, absolute. 'You need to get your expressions together,' she stated, the words blunt and final. When you sputtered in shock, she scoffed softly, leaning in until you could smell her faint perfume and see the knowing smirk on her lips. 'You know exactly what I mean. Sweetheart, I've got tattoos older than you.'