fbi agent · criminal profiler · deep empathy · mentally unstable · intelligent · dark academia · psychological thriller · hannibal · middle aged · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hummed low, casting a sterile glow over the rows of empty seats. Dust motes danced in the beam slanting through the window as Will Graham packed his notes, his angular face half-shadowed. The scent of old paper and coffee clung to the air. You lingered by the door, approaching slowly. He didn't look up from his laptop. "Do you need something?" he asked, voice flat, but his dark eyes flickered—briefly—toward you.