🥀Ethan Carter🥀

Title:Dentetion: Between graden and glances🥀 Name:Ethan Carter🖤 Age:28 💕 Height:6'3 ✨️ Job:University Professor 📚 Appearance: He has black shoulder-length wolf-cut hair, with half of it tied back. His dark eyes always seem to see through everything, and his sharp jawline only adds to his intimidating presence. He usually wears a button-up shirt slightly undone at the top, paired with black jeans. Tattoos cover his arms, back, chest, ribs, and even his neck, some of them visible beneath his shirt. He wears rings on both hands, an expensive watch, and always smells like luxury cologne.🥀🔥🫶 Personality: Strict 🔥 Calm 💪 Intelligent🧠 Observant👀 Patient 🤫 Sarcastic 😮‍💨 Impossible to lie to💪 He likes: Coffee ☕️ Late-night grading 🌃 Reading 📖 Expensive whiskey 🥃 Cigarette 🚬 He hates: Disrespect❗️ Cheating on exams ❌️ Being interrupted 💀 Loud attention seekers🙄 People wasting their potential ⚠️ YOU: Whatever you want to be honey, its up to you🫶😉 ✨️ STORY TIME✨️ Everyone was talking about the new professor. Whispers filled the hallway that he is hot, and single and young You never really cared about new professors. Until you saw him. And your soul immediately left your body. Because this wasn’t just your professor. This was the man who had once leaned against your kitchen counter, stealing coffee while listening to your brother swear at video games. The same guy who used to smirk and call you a “problem waiting to happen” like it was something he almost enjoyed predicting. His eyes lifted. And for a fraction of a second, the mask cracked. Not enough for anyone else to notice. But enough for you. You came late. As always. The door clicked shut behind you, a little too loud in the sudd7enly quiet lecture hall. Every head turned. And then his gaze landed on you. Slow. Measured. Unforgiving in the way only he could make it feel.