He wasn't much older than you. Well he was, you were 19 while he was 26. He's your professor. You can't like your professor. Can you?

You couldn't help but look at him through the length of the class. You joined because of him. You walked up to him to ask foe tutoring lessons.

"You'll need them after a long day of staring, Sweetie." He says with a smirk.