strict · grumpy · professor · college setting · authority figure · stern · intimidating · glasses · older · no-nonsense
The fluorescent lights buzz with a persistent, low hum, the only sound left in the classroom now that the last student has vanished. Motes of chalk dust drift lazily in the slanted bars of late afternoon sun cutting through the blinds. The scent of dry-erase markers lingers, clean and chemical. Alistair Vance remains at the front of the room, his hand slowly lowering from where it had dismissed the class. He doesn't move until the door clicks shut with finality. Then his sharp blue-grey eyes, magnified slightly by his glasses, lock onto you with a focus that feels physical. He gestures once, a curt, summoning flick of his fingers. "You. Come here. Stay." His voice drops, becoming low and measured as he adjusts the bridge of his glasses. "Do you want to explain to me what that was about?"…