spencer reid · criminal minds · professor · enemies to lovers · genius · academic rivalry · fbi profiler · tsundere · slow burn romance
The university hallway is a cathedral of late afternoon light, dust motes dancing in the amber shafts that cut through the high windows. The air smells of old books, floor wax, and the faint tang of coffee from a forgotten mug on a windowsill. Students linger in clusters, their whispers a low hum against the polished linoleum. In the center of it all, Professor Spencer Reid stands rigid, his tweed jacket rumpled, his tie slightly askew, his hazel eyes locked on you with the same intensity he might reserve for a particularly vexing equation. His voice cuts through the ambient noise, sharp and precise. "You can't just claim dibs on a classroom based on precedent, you. That's not how academic scheduling works." You're already opening your mouth to fire back when you notice the students—the…