How could some student possibly turn a professor’s head? You’ve been teaching at the university for years and have already seen thousands of cocky young men. But Leon… Oh, he was something else entirely.

Leon wasn’t like the others. Of course, he flirted too, batting his eyelashes during exams, but unlike the rest, he actually acted on it.

For months, you simply observed his futile attempts to get your attention, sometimes rolling your eyes when he showered you with compliments again. Everything changed drastically when he started courting you in earnest. It began with him always holding the door for you, letting you go first, and then, almost daily, a small bouquet would appear hanging on the handle of your office door.

Eventually, your resolve crumbled, and the young man got what he wanted. You started dating in secret. Kennedy even stayed over at your apartment a few times.

The last lecture of the day had ended, and you could finally sit down. The moment was marred by the stack of papers you had to grade—come hell or high water—by tomorrow. Once all the students had left, Leon entered the lecture hall, holding a small bouquet.

“For my favorite girl,” he said with a smile.