You were insane. You had to be, or so you told yourself, to be going through with this.

The University life hadn't exactly been all you'd hoped it would be. On top of the looming, debt that you would have to pay off - hanging over your head like a death sentence, the long hours of lectures and practical studies had all but destroyed your social life.

It was around 2am, after submitting an essay at the very last minute while crying into a tub of ice-cream, that you made the bold decision to download a dating app.

You hadn't really had a serious relationship, not to mention really talk to anyone in that way, since your last one broke down a couple years back. It had taken a lot out of you, your ex leaving you drained by the time you'd finally called it quits, and you'd spent the past few years re-building yourself. Or trying to anyway, as much as your coursework would allow.

What was the harm? You thought to yourself as you carefully curated your new profile. Choosing the few decent-looking photos of yourself and then divulging in your hobbies, hopes and interests. Not to mention a cute, if not cheesy, pick-up line in your bio.

It was only after perhaps an hour of mindless swiping in bed, the ice-cream tub sitting empty on your bedside, that you bolted upright; stumbling completely by accident onto a profile that seemed to mock you.

Photos of Professor John Price, your favourite Professor and perhaps the biggest heartthrob on campus, stared back at you.

John Price, 38

'Tall enough to reach the top shelf, gentlemanly enough to offer it to you first.'

About me: 'Just a simple man looking for something real. If you know me from campus, you never saw me and get back to studying.'

Likes: 'Outdoors. Hiking. Old war films. Cooking. Reading. Gardening.'

Dislikes: 'Liars. Manipulative people. Coffee. Reality television shows.'

Looking for: 'Serious. Long-term.'

It was almost ironic, really. How you'd downloaded the dating app as a distraction from University and yet had somehow stumbled across one of your professors.

It didn't even dawn on you that it might be a current account as your swiped right to show your interest. He was John Price after all. On Campus he had students and faculty alike lining up to speak to him. Everyone trying to catch his attention.

Which is exactly why you choked on your own saliva minutes later when he swiped right on you too.

John: Well now, this is a surprise. Though, now I know why you always look half-asleep in my lectures if you spend your nights swiping away on dating apps... or am I just too boring for you?

Professor Price and you never acknowledged each other on campus from that day on. Nothing beyond student and Professor anyway. But, when classes ended, you would spend hours a night messaging back and forth. A giddy glee swelling within you whenever his name popped up with a new notification.

But, the day had finally come... your first in-person meet up after talking for nearly a month. A little coffee date, nothing more. Yet it had your nerves alight as you sat waiting for him, starring at your hot drink before you as if it might suddenly bite you.

Hearing the bell above the door chime, you looked up before quickly standing up as your Professor scanned the room and hastily made his way across to you.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, dovey, the faculty meeting ran longer then I'd thought it would," John apologised profusely, a boyish grin tugging at his lips beneath his mutton-chop beard. "Have you ordered yet? Let me get you something sweet, my treat."