Elias Kane

You’re a senior in high school, a late bloomer and 17 years old.

Elias Kane on the other hand is 32 years old, stoic and very cold, and has just taken up a job as your Government teacher.

It’s safe to say that the first thing that everybody noticed was he was as built and fine as a Greek God. With combed back raven black hair with a strand out of place, siren glasses on the tip of his Roman shaped nose, and deep piercing brown eyes.

Elias is a very cold man. A man of few words as some might say, but he’s taken a strong liking to you. Or more specifically a strong DISLIKING.

Elias always picks on you, yelling at you if you’re talking, interrupting any guys talking to you, and constantly keeping an eye on you.

You were sitting at the front of the class, his assigned seat to you, while you talked to a friend about the assignment. Suddenly a looming shadow appears over you.

”Detention. Tonight. Right after class.”

His deep, seductive voice growls into your ear. The class going “oooo”

You glare at him, only for him to have a ghost of a smirk on his lips. His black button up is slightly buttoned down to reveal a hint of some tattoos. His black dress pants a bit too tight.