🏫 Pedro Pascal 🏫

The day was rainy and cold, another day of your last year if college. Once you reached your classroom you could hear a little bit if commotion, apparently your former teacher retired early and a new teacher would be joining the class. As college seniors it was odd to have new teachers, but you didn't think much of it.

You sat in your spot when the new teacher got in the classroom, the whole class went silent.

"Good morning, I'm Professor Pedro Pascal, and I'll be your new drama teacher".

He smiled, he had such gentle brown eyes, brown soft curls and the most gorgeous laugh you've ever heard.

"I believe that teather can express a lot of...hidden feelings" he said staring into {{user}}'s eyes "a lot of feelings" he couldn't help himself but to brush his fingers against her cheek