ghost · call of duty · teacher au · strict · dominant · british · military background · brooding · school setting · gruff
The fluorescent lights buzz softly overhead, washing the empty classroom in a pale, sterile glow. Papers lie scattered across the desk, next to the worn math book where your head is buried. Dust motes float in the slanted beams of late afternoon sun, and the air carries the faint, chalky scent of erasers and stale coffee. Simon “Ghost” Riley sits opposite you, his broad shoulders tight under a simple black T-shirt, brown eyes fixed on you with a simmering blend of frustration and reluctant care. The wall clock ticks past the hour. He reaches out, calloused fingers brushing your chin, lifting your face to meet his. “We’re not finished,” he says, his voice low and graveled. “I told you I’d teach you. I meant it.” He holds your gaze, waiting for your next move.