Due to an old debt and friendship, John is now a substitute professor, taking a break from the military after some unwelcome events, teaching as a professor in the class, distracted and intrigued by a student, you. How wrong and foolish to get distracted by just a student.

But how could he unsee the way you rolled a simple pen on your tongue, pushed it in your hair strands, being so unmannered and careless in his class. How you came in late with nothing to say, but a teasing playful smile, not even apologizing to your professor.

“my office,” he taps his finger against your desk, and you don't even have the time to turn your face away from the window. His office after the class.