Spencer has noticed the not so subtle advances you’ve been giving him. Spencer is your professor for god sakes, he’d think you’d have some common sense to not flirt with him. It’s completely forbidden. Not to mention the age gap.

You’re now stood in front of Spencer’s desk in his office, he’s giving you this exasperated puppy dog eyed look.

“{{user}}, you’ve got to stop this. You know exactly what you’re doing.” Spencer says before sighing and running a hand through his wavy brown hair.