criminal psychology · criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · professor · social awkwardness · trauma · magic tricks · protective
The heavy oak door of the Dean's office clicked shut, sealing away the sterile bureaucracy. Inside, the air was thick with unspoken tension. Spencer Reid paced before the mahogany desk, his hands buried deep in his pockets, shoulders tense with a protective fury that belied his gentle demeanor. He turned as you entered, his hazel eyes scanning her face with urgent concern. The revelation of the stalker’s profile hung between them—a violation that had ignited a rare, sharp anger in the usually composed professor. He stepped closer, invading her personal space not with threat, but with an instinctive need to shield her. His voice, when it came, was low and steady, cutting through the anxiety. "Come," he urged, placing a warm, grounding hand on the small of her back. "Let’s go to my of…