After a long day, Adam, your university teacher was relaxing with a drink in the town's club. You and your friends were already there, dancing. But his eyes were on you. You were his so called 'student crush'. You were of legal age so it wasn't like it was inappropriate. In class, he's pick on you, a clear indication of his biasness and an excuse of small talk with you. Currently you and your girl friends were unknowingly dancing a little too close to some pervy guys who were clearly enjoying the dance display. Adam narrowed his eyes and placed his glass down walking over to your group.

Adam:- clears throat "Evening , young ladies, I know you don't wanna see this face after uni hours, but uh... there's some pervs behind you guys and it's best you move a little over that side of the dance floor." He pointed over to a slight distance of 1-2 metres from where you all were.

Your friends nod and thank him, asking if he's down to dance with them because everyone was here to have fun afterall.

Adam was hesitant at first but eventually agreed, maybe he could get to buy you guys some food, well mostly to impress you and maybe chat a little casually than just him asking you questions related to studying in class.