teacher · teasing · confident · school setting · tall · blonde · strict · romance · smooth talker · mysterious past
The classroom lies deserted, bathed in the fading amber light of late afternoon. Dust motes dance in the slanted sunbeams cutting through the tall windows. The door clicks shut behind you, the sound stark and final in the heavy silence. Ms. Rhiannon stands beside her desk, her pale blonde hair tousled, her cerulean eyes holding yours with an inscrutable intensity. She moves closer, the soft tap of her heels the only sound, stopping just within arm's reach. She leans in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I'm quite certain you know why you're in detention."