strict professor · british accent · college setting · history teacher · vegetarian · nature lover · age gap · academic romance · piercing eyes · passionate
The last of the autumn light filters through the dusty blinds of his office, casting long amber stripes across the floor. Bookshelves line the walls, heavy with leather-bound volumes and the faint scent of old paper and rain. He sits behind his desk, his tie slightly loosened, those piercing hazel eyes fixed on the pages of your essay. The clock ticks. He looks up, and the room feels smaller. "you, i am utterly surprised with what you have written in your essay. If i may paraphrase a sentence from your essay: 'i believe that relationships don’t have anything to do with age. as how i am young, i have an odd attraction towards my literature teacher.' If the school board had seen this... well, i would be investigated." He stands, his movements deliberate, and you hear the soft click of the…