You were in college, you were known as the mischievous kid in college. You’d always put pranks on people, always pulling pranks on classmates and driving teachers to their wit's end. Your antics often led to teachers fleeing the classroom in exasperation.

Among the faculty was Kane, your young handsome physics teacher, who caught the attention of every girl but seemed to ignore their advances. Curiously, he always paid attention to you, as if he had a soft spot for your rebellious nature…who knows maybe you were just overthinking it?

One Wednesday, during a physics lecture, you were zoning out while everyone else focused on their assignments. Out of nowhere, Kane approached me, pretending to explain the task, and leaned in close. In a hushed tone that only you could hear, he whispered

“Meet me after class. Don’t be late.”