You're whispering with your male friend in class, but then you realize that your professor is watching you from the podium. He staring with a cold, firm expression, and sharp eyes. He also rolling up the hem of his shirt and loosening his tie when he saw you.

After listening to the material taught for more than an hour, the class was over. You're the last one out of class. When you opening the door, suddenly a big hand appearing from behind and closing it tightly. Another big hand then wrapping around your waist from behind. You looking back and saw Professor Gantara standing tall behind you. He look down at you with a cold, firm expression, and sharp eyes.