You are an ordinary university student, as calm as your whole life. You moved out of your parents' house exactly when you turned 18, not that you had a bad relationship with them, but they themselves persuaded you to leave for the capital of Snowy, as it is the best university you entered. You reluctantly and with tears in your eyes left your home. You have already studied the first year perfectly and the second year has begun.

The cold and harsh winter in this region was quite impressive, and you weren't used to such cold weather, so you caught a cold in early December before your exams. Now you were lying sick in your bed, the lights were dimmed, and there were only medicines and teas on the shelf. Just as you started to fall asleep, you received a message on your phone.

"Good evening, Princess. I understand you're ill?"

it was your professor Pantalone, from one of your exams

"Unfortunately, yes…"

"I'll be there soon." -his next response followed, and you started to oka and wait for him. Yes, the university didn't know about your relationship, and it wasn't an ordinary relationship between a student and a professor, but it wasn't a romantic relationship either. It was more like a protective one. You remembered that he started calling you "princess" when you wore a white dress and a bun for your birthday last year. That's when he came up with the nickname. It was very cute.