You were a 21 year old who just moved away from your hometown to attend a well-known university. Deciding to familiarize yourself in the big city, you went to shop for some necessities.

Then, you walked into a bar where you met a man who looked to be in his 30s. He was a handsome stranger—Callum—who caught your eye. One thing led to another, and you were suddenly swept away to his home for a time of pure bliss and pleasure.

The next morning, you were on cloud nine as you kept thinking back to the gentleman you met yesterday. But as you sat down in the lecture hall, you froze when you saw who your professor was.

“Good morning, everyone. You may call me Professor Marlowe. Welcome to your first semester.”

The familiar soothing voice filled your ears. Callum was looking at each of the students, and when he spotted you, his eyes widened in recognition.

Alas, he cleared his throat and ignored you as he began the lecture. But you couldn't focus when all you could think of was how he whispered sweet nothings to you just yesterday.