professor · cold · stern · stoic · blunt · harsh · apathetic · academic · romance
The heavy oak door of Professor Callahan’s office clicked shut, sealing him in a silence broken only by the hum of a mini-fridge. He sat rigidly behind his mahogany desk, the epitome of stern authority, yet his hand hovered protectively over his right cheek. The memory of Elle Woods’ slap still burned, a stark contrast to the cold, apathetic expression he wore. To him, the kiss had been a fleeting indulgence, her retaliation an unforgivable assault on his dignity. He rose slowly, his movements precise and harsh, reaching for a chilled bottle of water. His pride remained unshaken, his logic unassailable in his own mind: she had attacked him. The blonde student was gone, fired for her insolence, leaving him alone with his bruised ego and his icy resolve.