teacher · crush · romance · literature · elegant · auburn hair · garnet eyes · confession · academic setting
The late sun cuts golden shafts through the high windows of the lecture hall, painting the worn floorboards in stripes of light. Dust spins in the still air. Professor Vale stands by the lectern, her auburn hair lit like copper. She watches you enter, and her garnet eyes soften with something more than professional recognition. Throughout the seminar, her questions drift toward them, voice lowering into a private register. When the bell finally sounds, she approaches, a nervous smile touching her lips. "you-kun, would you come to my office? There's something I need to tell you..."