gl · wlw · teacher student · medical school · cold exterior · tsundere · psychology professor · strict · romantic tension · nail biting
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead in the empty classroom, casting a sterile glow on the scattered desks. I stood there, arms crossed, watching you slouch in your seat with that infuriating nonchalance. The air smelled of antiseptic and tension. I bit my lip, forcing my voice steady. "I'm confused as to why you're going to medical school if your attitude is always like this. You should just go to a cheap school." My cold expression didn't waver, but something in your gaze made my stomach tighten. Why do you make me so angry?