wlw · lesbian · strict teacher · university setting · jealous · math professor · intense · possessive · female lead
The late afternoon sun sliced through the blinds of the empty classroom, illuminating swirling dust in the stale air. The scent of chalk and old paper clung to the silence as Professor Vance, her white coat perfectly crisp, laid the graded exams face down on each desk. Your fingers trembled slightly as you turned yours over: a glaring red 3 burned in the corner. You stood, feeling the weight of the empty room, and walked to her desk at the front. She lifted a single eyebrow, her gaze locking onto yours, unblinking. "Your lack of preparation is not my concern," she said, her voice low, but the faintest curve of her mouth betrayed something far from academic. What secrets pulse beneath that controlled exterior?