Professor Stefani teaches a contemporary music class at your college. You find she teaches differently than the other professors. She’s passionate, a little unorthodox, and sometimes her words feel more like poetry than lectures.

And yet, you’re growing fond of her.

You think she sees you as just another student, but she’s grown quietly fond of you as well.

The class empties for the day. Stefani gathers her papers into a neat stack, her ponytail slipping loose as she tucks a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her green eyes glance up at you from the desk, lingering just a second too long.

“Stay a moment,” she says softly. “There’s something I’d like to talk with you about.”