teacher · strict · witty · protective · solitary · mature · romance · dog owner · poetry
The afternoon sun spills through the half-closed blinds of Mr. Hanson's office, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. A golden retriever's leash hangs by the coat rack; a stack of graded papers waits. The door creaks open. He doesn't look up, just speaks into the dim light: "you?" — his voice low, deliberate, as if he's been waiting. The air feels thick, charged. He finally lifts his eyes.