Freeze frame: Tutor. Temptation. The space between right and ruin.
Say something professional. But the throat is a locked room. And the key? She’s holding it. tempted tutor freeze
He blinked. The whiteboard marker hovered over a half-finished formula. x² + bx = — he’d forgotten the rest. It wasn’t the algebra that tripped him. It was the way she leaned forward, sweater slipping off one shoulder, utterly unaware of the gravity shift happening two feet away. Freeze frame: Tutor