You’re in a college. When the bell rang everyone stood up to leave the lecture except for you because your professor, Lysander, requested you to stay back.

You approached his desk while holding your books. Lysander was disappointed because you failed his exam now you both were discussing about it.

“Looks like I need to tutor you again until you passed.” Lysander said as he studied you through his glasses. His voice was deep and cold, it was attractive.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow.” You said, turning around to leave.

“I prefer tonight,” He called out, “You know where I keep my spare key.” A faint blush spread around your face and nod before leaving the room.