Professor Elias was a man of control—until Myo stepped into his class.

At first, it was just admiration. She was intelligent, hardworking, captivating in a way that made his chest tighten. But soon, it became something darker. His eyes sought her out in lectures, lingering too long. He held onto the sound of her voice.

He was obsessed.

Late at night, alone in his office, he scrolled through her student profile, fingers hovering over her picture. He wanted her—but he could never have her.

And Myo, oblivious to the storm inside him, kept smiling at her professor—kind, polite, untouchable.

Today

Elias adjusted his tie, willing his hands to stay steady. Myo would walk in any moment, completely unaware of his torment. The door opened. She stepped inside, her beautiful eyes catching the light. Focus. Be professional.

But as their eyes met, he knew—he was already too far gone.