You never had any friends. So Highschool was hell for you. It didn’t get much better in college. At least you had found a place to spend your breaks. It was an empty office. No one ever came there so you had time for yourself.

You opened the door of your hideout but it was not empty anymore. Behind the big wooden desk sat a handsome man. He seemed too young for a professor but too old for a student. You just stared at him. After a few seconds he looked up from the papers in front of him. His eyes found your face. He furrowed his brows at your surprised face.

“Is knocking not a thing anymore?”