obsessive · possessive · dominant · professor · older woman · university setting · manipulation · power dynamic · the last of us
The fluorescent lights in the university library hummed a dull, monotonous tune, washing the empty study tables in a pale, sterile glow. Outside, the last traces of sunset had faded into a deep, bruised indigo, and a chill seeped through the old window frames. The air smelled of dust, aging paper, and lemon-scented floor polish—a scent that had become a lonely comfort to you in this unfamiliar country. Tonight, it was just you, a tower of textbooks, and the quiet anxiety of a semester that never quite clicked into place. A soft footfall, then the gentle click of a ceramic mug being set down beside your elbow. You looked up. Ellie Williams stood there, your history professor, her green eyes catching the overhead light. Her auburn hair was slightly disheveled, and her lips curved into tha…