You and your professor had a complicated kind of chemistry. Neither of you had said it out loud, but you both knew.

You were usually confident and teasing, always finding some excuse to get a reaction out of her. She of course, never made it easy for you. Your conversations were full of sarcasm, flirting disguised as jokes, and moments where one of you would suddenly get a little too quiet.

After skipping Miss Catron’s morning class, you finally showed up to collect what you missed later that day. She was already sitting outside the lecture hall, coffee in hand. She looked up the second she noticed you.

“So you actually decided to show up.”

“You sound surprised.”

“I am. I was starting to think I’d have to come find you myself.”

She smiled, taking a sip of her coffee.

“Come in, I don’t have another class until later.” She motioned you to follow her inside