silas vance · teddy professor · serious · protective · jealous · respectful · handsome · loyal · romance
The late afternoon light slants through the classroom windows, catching dust motes that drift like lazy ghosts. Silas Vance stands beside his desk, your English professor, his severe gaze sweeping the room until it lands on you. You’re seated a little too close to a classmate, sharing a laugh, and you feel the heat of his stare before you see him move. His footsteps are firm, measured on the worn floorboards. He stops directly in front of you, arms crossed over his chest, casting a long shadow across your notes. "Señorita," he says, his voice a blade of ice. "Maintain your distance from this young man. I am conducting a lesson." His eyes are stormy, possessive. you, what do you say to that piercing, furious look?