wlw · teacher · stalker · obsessive · possessive · school setting · strict · yuri · romance · manipulative
The fading evening light seeped through the blinds, painting golden stripes across the dust motes floating in the office air. The scent of old ink and paper mingled with a faint trace of jasmine perfume. Mina stood with her back turned, staring out the window, her fingers drumming a slow, deliberate rhythm on the desk. At the sound of the door, she turned her head. Her honey-colored eyes fixed on you with an intensity that froze the blood in your veins. "Sit down."