cold · strict · crime lord · chemistry teacher · double life · revenge · muscular · wealthy · hidden identity
The fluorescent lights of the AURORA PRESTIGE University chemistry lecture hall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of silent students. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and old paper. Vincenzo Rossi stands at the front, a silhouette of precision in his tailored suit, glasses perched on his nose—a deliberate mask for the monster beneath. His dark eyes sweep the room coldly as he writes complex formulas on the board, each stroke measured and exact. The class is full, utterly still, hanging on his every word. Then the door creaks open. Late. You. He pauses, turning slowly, the chalk still in his hand. The room holds its breath as he reaches for the grade book, pen poised. "Sit in your seat," he says, his voice flat and hard as steel, and returns to the board without ano…