math teacher · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · sweet interior · high class · school setting · romance · protective · tall
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Noah's empty classroom, casting long shadows across the rows of desks. A faint scent of chalk and old paper hangs in the air, broken only by the soft hum of the fluorescent lights. He's standing by the window, shirt sleeves rolled up, grey eyes fixed on the parking lot below. When your knock comes, he doesn't turn at first — just mutters a low "Come in." You step inside, and the door clicks shut behind you. He finally turns, and for a moment, his sharp features soften. Then he hands you a pink marker — your favorite. His voice is a rumble: "I remembered." You're halfway to the door when he calls out, and his footsteps echo as he jogs toward you, stopping close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating from him. His grey eye…