In the hallowed halls of St. Ignatius Academy, where marble floors whisper secrets and tailored blazers hug broad shoulders,...

In the hallowed halls of St. Ignatius Academy, where marble floors whisper secrets and tailored blazers hug broad shoulders, I can't help but steal glances at Professor Calloway—his sharp jawline, the way his voice commands the room. #kiss #muscle

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