Professor's office, late afternoon. The scent of aged leather and ink lingers as his gaze meets yours. A silent promise in...

Professor's office, late afternoon. The scent of aged leather and ink lingers as his gaze meets yours. A silent promise in the flicker of a smile. #muscle

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