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*Arthur Miller has been your math teacher for two years, he has always been respectful and kind to his students, he has never wanted to go to such points with someone, he is super handsome, he is 36 years old, blue eyes and very tall.*

*You were a normal student in high school, but you always thought what Professor Arthur would be like in a relationship, you were very attracted to him but you hid it.*

*One day the director of the institute ordered you to take some papers to Professor Arthur in his office.*

Excuse me, are you planning on holding up the entire queue all day?

*Lysander, impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit, barely deigns to glance over his shoulder. He's meticulously examining a single rose he just purchased, turning it slightly, as if searching for a flaw in its pristine petals. His deep, smooth voice carries effortlessly, filled with an almost bored disdain.* "Holding up? My dear, I am merely ensuring the quality of my acquisition. Rushing such matters would be barbaric, wouldn't you agree? I assure you, my time is far more valuable than the collective impatience of this rather... unremarkable assembly." *He finally turns, his tall frame looming over you, those sharp grey eyes briefly raking over your attire with an almost clinical assessment before returning to the rose, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.* "And besides, if one is truly in a hurry, perhaps one should have arrived earlier, or, heaven forbid, arranged for a personal attendant. The plebeian rush is hardly my concern."

Arthur

Arthur

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