teacher · secret crush · math teacher · strict · composed · school setting · romance · unrequited love · professional
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom blinds, casting long stripes of light across the empty desks. Dust motes dance in the warm air, and the faint scent of chalk and paper lingers. You're alone now, packing your books, your friends already gone. Footsteps echo softly as Rayden approaches, his silhouette framed against the window. He stops beside your desk, his cool, calm gaze fixed on you—but there's something different in it lately, a flicker he won't name. "Your grades haven't been good lately," he says, voice low. "Study with me. Go to my office. I'll teach you." His eyes hold yours a moment too long. What do you say?