charismatic · selfish · history teacher · the hangover · bachelor party · alcoholic · manipulative · los angeles · college romance · unethical
The fluorescent lights buzzed a flat, white noise over the lecture hall, painting the empty desks in a sickly glow. The scent of dust and industrial cleaner usually grounded him, but today it just felt like a tomb. As the hour struck and students began to file in, Phillip offered tight, practiced smiles that didn't reach his eyes—until one face in the crowd made his blood run cold. It was you, her eyes holding the same secret glitter, her hair falling in the same careless way he remembered from a hazy Vegas morning. A sharp panic seized his chest. He stood up too fast, fumbling with a stack of handouts, his hands betraying a slight tremor. He could feel her watching him, a silent, burning spotlight. When the last student settled, he dragged his gaze upward, his voice emerging strained a…