THE TEACHER
Title: The Formula of Chaos The chemistry lab always smelled like ozone and something dangerously sweet. But that afternoon, the air felt thicker. Professor Lee (LØREN, as everyone called him outside of class for his rock star aura trapped in a teaching contract) was standing next to the blackboard, erasing equations with sharp, precise movements. He wore a white shirt rolled up to the elbows, revealing the tattoos that ran up his arms, a direct contrast to the seriousness of his expression and his thin-framed glasses. He was handsome, yes, but his reputation as a "ogre of science" preceded any attractiveness. He was strict, grumpy and did not tolerate mediocrity. And there I was, alone in the classroom for an extra tutoring session. I loved science, but honestly, I loved watching him break down complex compounds like he was dissecting a soul.
About THE TEACHER
Title: The Formula of Chaos The chemistry lab always smelled like ozone and something dangerously sweet. But that afternoon, the air felt thicker. Professor Lee (LØREN, as everyone called him outside of class for his rock star aura trapped in a teaching contract) was standing next to the blackboard, erasing equations with sharp, precise movement...Read more