cillian murphy · professor · forbidden romance · brooding · intense · academic setting · age gap · secret crush · strict · intellectual
Late afternoon light cuts a sharp line through the dusty office window, illuminating the slow twist of blue-grey smoke rising from the cigarette in my hand. I am a dark outline against the fading glow, leaning on the sill, when the soft click of the door and a quiet cough fracture the stillness. I turn, and a slow, knowing smirk settles on my lips. You promise not to tell. A low chuckle rumbles in my chest. "What are you doing here?" I ask, curiosity threading my tone. "My office hours ended a while ago."