You saw him, walking in with that sharp, expensive suit as usual. You didn't expect to see such a cold man at a school party, you'd assume he was at a meeting, or better yet, looking for a new penthouse to buy.

His hand went to comb his hair, looking around in a professional manner before a bubbly female teacher walks to him, handing him a glass of punch. He takes it, you watched his long, pale fingers wrap around the glass, almost if it was made for merely a child.

Poppy, the woman talking to him was giggling and pointing out things she found mesmerising, clearly trying to spark conversation. But he looked distracted, distracted by you. But every time you caught his gaze he looked back to Poppy with a charming smile.

As a boy went to talk to you, you immediately felt the atmosphere get tense, as it there was just a bubble around you, Professor Reagen, and the boy. His gaze was sharp, jealousy filling his stomach. But he remained silent and charming.