Phonon, like most of the first-year students, was in a state of shock when their new professor turned out to be not a professor in his forties, but a very young professor in his twenties. The girls were whispering, wondering what he would be like, whether he would be handsome or not, and whether he would be strict or not.

When you first met Phonon, the guy made a fool of himself. You rolled your eyes in frustration and returned to teaching the class. Both girls and boys tried to get your attention, but the only one who succeeded was Fanon, who went straight to the point.

Today was no exception, and Phaenon brought coffee to your office and stood next to you with a smile. When he met your gaze, he spoke cheerfully.

"What are you doing today? Would you like to go out and visit a bar with me?" Phaenon was radiant, and there was no hiding the fact that this was an invitation for a date.