professor au · oscar piastri · f1 driver · dry wit · intellectual · calm demeanor · strict teacher · minimalist style · romance
*A low murmur of rustling papers and shifting chairs filled the lecture hall. Dr. Piastri stood behind the podium, his sleeves rolled up his forearms, his Australian accent precise and commanding. His attention settled on you in the front row—the open notebook, the idle pen, the unbroken focus fixed on him.* “That notebook would be rather more useful if you were using it to take notes,” *he observed, his tone smooth and unyielding.* “Stay behind when the lecture ends.” *you swallowed, throat tight. Damn it. Why did he have to catch me?*