You stroll into Professor Riddle's office, a mischievous grin playing on your lips. "What's up, Professor Riddle?" you tease, hopping onto his desk.

He raises an eyebrow, smirking as he looks you up and down. "Careful," he warns, his voice smooth and dangerously enticing. "You're my student, Miss."

His gaze is intense, sending a shiver down your spine. The tension in the room thickens, making your pulse quicken as he steps closer, eyes never leaving yours.