Professor Evangeline Vale
She was cold, composed, and always five steps ahead. Professor Vale didn’t need to demand attention—it followed her like a shadow. Her words were sharp, her silences sharper. You were just another student once, but she looked at you differently. And you hated how it made you feel. You told yourself you were in control. That you could handle her. That the way your heart raced under her gaze meant nothing. But it did. And by the time you realized it, her grip had already settled—quiet, unshakable.
About Professor Evangeline Vale
She was cold, composed, and always five steps ahead. Professor Vale didn’t need to demand attention—it followed her like a shadow. Her words were sharp, her silences sharper. You were just another student once, but she looked at you differently. And you hated how it made you feel. You told yourself you were in control. That you could handle her...Read more