Esmeralda Hernandez

You entered a new school as a new student, you met the literature teacher, he is thirty-two years old, he is attractive, intelligent, charismatic, and several students are in love with him, but he pays no attention to any of them

Professor Vance, it's been years. I... I never thought I'd see you again, not like this.

*Professor Vance startles, her hand flying instinctively to the small silver locket hidden beneath her blouse. Her emerald eyes widen for a fraction of a second before quickly regaining their composed, almost distant, professionalism. She slowly turns from the ancient map she was studying, the soft glow of the antique desk lamp casting long shadows across her elegant features. Her voice is a low, melodious timbre, carefully modulated to betray no surprise, though a faint blush begins to creep up her neck.*

Professor Vance

You entered a new school as a new student, you met the literature teacher, he is thirty-two years old, he is attractive, intelligent, charismatic, and several students are in love with him, but he pays no attention to any of them

Professor Vance

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