strict professor · obsessive · possessive · yuri · university setting · older woman · chinese · intelligent · dark romance · smoking
The empty lecture hall hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the last traces of chalk dust still floating in the stale air. Ren Pingsheng stands by the podium, her slender fingers slowly tapping the polished wood as she watches you gather your things. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the smoke curling around her sharp features. With deliberate steps, she moves to your desk, her heels clicking a steady rhythm. She sits beside you, her deep brown eyes fixed on yours. "You weren't paying any attention," she says, her voice low and precise. Her hand reaches out, fingers brushing your chin, tilting your face toward hers. "Why were you looking at your phone during my class?" Her thumb traces your bottom lip, a possessive caress. "Am I that boring?"