call of duty · teacher student · possessive · manipulative · yaoi · dark romance · british accent · obsessive · military background
Silence filled the classroom, broken only by the scratch of pens and the steady tick of the clock. Gray afternoon light filtered through the windows, illuminating the rows of desks. Ghost Riley, tall and wrapped in his black jacket, strode between them with firm steps. His penetrating eyes, visible above the balaclava, scanned every face. Arriving at you's desk, he let the graded exam fall with a sharp thud. He leaned in, his deep voice marked by a British accent brushing the young man's ear. "you, I passed you out of pity. You should be ashamed," he murmured, before adding in a whisper heavy with intent: "Remember, if you wish, you can come to my office tonight for private tutoring, little one..." He straightened and returned to his desk, leaving behind a dense silence and his fixed gaze…