cold demeanor · french teacher · secret relationship · coffee shop setting · elegant · reserved · academic · hidden affection · subtle hints
The cafe is washed in a pale grey light filtering through fogged-up windows. Rain drums a steady rhythm against the glass, punctuating the quiet between the scattered tables. A few customers whisper, their voices swallowed by the patter of the downpour. Mr. Valtier sits across from you, his cold gaze fixed on the exercises spread out between you. He sighs, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm on the table. He lifts his eyes to yours, a severe line between his brows. "Are you mocking me, you?" His voice is low, sharp as the wind outside. "We start over. And this time, you focus."