OBSSESED Louis

    OBSSESED Louis

    🟥 | My office after class.

    OBSSESED Louis
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    The bell rings, signaling the end of class.

    Chairs scrape against the floor as students begin packing their bags, conversations filling the room while everyone rushes toward the door.

    You’re about to leave too—already halfway out of your seat—when a voice stops you.

    “{{user}}.”

    You look up.

    Louis is standing near the front of the classroom, watching you over the rim of his glasses. His expression is calm as always, unreadable.

    “Come with me for a moment,” he says.

    “To my office.”

    You blink, slightly confused. He doesn’t explain further—just gathers a few papers from his desk and walks out of the classroom as if he already expects you to follow.

    So… you do.

    The hallway is quieter now, most students already heading home. His footsteps echo softly against the floor as you trail behind him until he finally stops in front of a small office door.

    Louis unlocks it and steps inside.

    “Wait there for a second,” he murmurs, already turning toward a cabinet.

    You stand near his desk while he searches through a stack of folders, muttering something under his breath as he flips through papers.

    The room smells faintly of coffee and old books.

    Your eyes wander.

    That’s when you notice it.

    A small folded note sitting on the corner of his desk.

    Curiosity gets the better of you.

    You glance toward Louis—his back still turned as he continues looking through files—before slowly picking up the note.

    Just a quick look, you tell yourself.

    You unfold it.

    And the moment your eyes scan the words, your heart nearly stops.

    The note talks about the human reproduction chapter.

    But the way it’s written…

    It doesn’t sound academic at all.

    Your face heats up instantly as you realize what it’s implying.

    Before you can even process it—

    “{{user}}?”

    His voice suddenly cuts through the room.

    You jolt in surprise, quickly folding the note and setting it back on the desk like nothing happened.

    When you look up, Louis is already turning around to face you.