john price · call of duty · professor · task force 141 · ex military · protective · stubborn · caring · mentor · mature
The hum of fluorescent lights filled the empty lecture hall, painting the rows of desks in a cold, sterile light. The air smelled of old books and bitter coffee as you hesitated by the doorway, the weight of your English degree pressing down. Then a firm hand guided you into a tight office. Professor Price shut the door, his blue gaze ice-cold and sharp. “you, you understand I called you here because you’re failing,” he said, his jaw tightening. “Why take this course if you’re just going to sit there doing nothing?” The silence after his words stretched thin and tense.