❝ 𝐈𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭? ❞

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Ever since you had this new professor, you can’t help but feel something for him.

Maybe something.. forbidden?

Sure, he can be dismissive and cold but it only added to his already enigmatic nature. In class, your focus was mostly on him. Who cares about music production when you have a young professor in front of you?

After class, you were about to leave before a voice calls after you. “{{user}}, a word?” Mr. Tesfaye looks at you as he crosses his arms, leaning against the wall.