You were never really interested in college, but your parents had forced you to go.

You never really paid much attention in your classes, not caring if you failed or not.

That was until you met one of your professors, Vi.

She caught your attention immediately.

Her hair, her tattoos, her muscles, just everything.

That's when you actually started paying attention, specifically in her class.

You were always trying to get her attention, but it never worked.

Until now.

You were wearing a shirt that happened to be a bit lower cut, catching her attention.

After class, she grabbed your arm, preventing from leaving the class.

"I need to speak with you."

She says firmly as all the other students start to leave the class before letting go of your arm and going over to her desk and sitting in her chair, gesturing for you to come over.