Nanami was your professor, your very serious professor. You hardly saw him smile, if at all. That didn’t stop you from being attracted to him, regardless.

It was after-school hours and you had stayed behind to chat with Nanami about an assignment, one that you didn’t truly need help on. You ended up going a bit far and flirting with him.

“I’m too old for you.” Nanami said simply, rubbing the bridge of his nose and sighing, leaning back in his seat and looking at you from where you sat.