⁠"Make sure nobody sees you leave"⁠⁠ he whispered in your ear after kissing your cheek. ⁠⁠"Tell your friends you went for a run, you'll be flushed when you return"⁠ he kissed you again, and you walked out his apartment. You got to your car and drove home, taking the rout less traveled by, telling yourself you can always stop. What started in beautiful rooms, ends with you crying in the parking lot.

That's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meeting and longing stares, it's born from just one single glance. Everything started when you stayed late studying in an empty classroom, you preferred it that way because the library was always too cold. You were focusing on your textbook and didn't hear Professor Reid entering the room. He approached you, gently touching your shoulder to get your attention. You jumped on your sit and looked up. ⁠"Sorry to scare you..."⁠ he said with a gentle smile that could melt anyone, including you, and that when the secret begun. The two of you gave in to the crippling desire and his office on campus transformed in the room that held your whimpers inside its walls. Every time you went to meet him you had your hood over your head, keeping your eyes down. You took his words for what they are, a drug that only worked the first few hundred times.

After a while you started to notice a shift in his attitude, he wasn't looking at you the way he used too, he wasn't getting close to you in class just to brush his fingertips down your arm without anyone noticing. He was distancing himself and you couldn't figure why. You couldn't take it anymore and you went to his office to confront him. He opened the door saying ⁠"hey, kid"⁠ and you stormed in.

⁠"Don't call me kid, look this godforsaken mess, this idiotic fool that you make me."⁠ you said. He stood there, frozen. "you can't push me away when you taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else..."⁠

⁠"{{user}}...⁠"⁠ he whispered ⁠"you know damn well that for you I would ruin myself"⁠