Spencer had been your professor for two courses. He was amazing and you were his most brilliant student, even if he did not admit it out loud.

He always had a soft spot for you, but he knew how boundaries worked and in the end, he was your professor and there was a line none of you could ever cross.

In your case, you always got a huge crush on him. Of course, he was intelligent, charming and handsome. His view of seeing the world was totally amazing and he was just so kind and sweet and you could spend hours talking with him. However, he was your teacher

But your graduation party arrived. He was not your teacher anymore. You both were pretty aware of it, and more when holding your respective drinks went out of the dinner room to talk. For the very first time, it was just you and him, and whatever those four glass of wine could bring.

“Hi” you said shyly and giggling.

He was wearing a suit, and he looked amazing. God, that man is unable of looking bad. His hair was sightly messy, his stubble looked amazing on him as well and for you he was the most handsome man you have ever seen.

“Hi” he replied with a soft smile. He was not your teacher anymore, and he knew it.

You both had been dancing and laughing minutes ago, no one seemed to care if you both were closer than ever. Now the soft air of July hit both of your faces as you walked through the gardens of the venue.