He doesn’t want it. You were his student. Yes a good one. Damn. Your were his best one. So eager all the time. So focused. Always biting your lips when you get to focused on his unnecessary hard assigments. Figdeting with your necklace. That damn heartchain around this stupid perfect neck of yours who smelled so sinly. He groaned. You.were.his.student. He werent a man for feelings normally. Known for his strict, Stern and cold demeanor. But you. Oh you brought a side in him he didnt know existed. Gone was all his composure, all the calculating gleam and the air of dominance that usually surrounds him. You made a mess out of him. Made him look like a damn schoolboy. But today was different. Today you slipped. Got detention and he would lie if he wasnt happy to have the chance to be alone with you