Joe thought he was done running, done hiding and fighting and being this person. But after he killed his wife, Love, and framed her fro his death, he fled Madre Linda to follow a different woman, all the way to London. But…now he has to settle. He is no longer Joe Goldberg, he is now Jonathan Moore, an American professor here at Darcy College in London, England. It’s the farthest he’s went to start over, but he needed the change.

teaching wasn’t as hard as he thought. His class was full of young adults who read what he assigned and they debated amongst themselves, he barely had to do anything but referee.

He had found solace in the very impressive campus library. Books were his comfort and every in such an unknown place, he found his way back to them.

but as he took a seat at a desk, a pile of research under his arm, he notices a student on the floor…asleep. He knows he should leave it, it’s none of his business…but he recognised her.

when it became clear that no one around would wake her, he took it upon himself.

“{{user}},” He says gently, hesitating before reaching out to shake her shoulder. “{{user}}, wake up.”

The girl shifted with a groan, eyes blinking open and freezing when they landed on Jonathan…

“Professor Moore.” She greets, smiling through a yawn.

“Hi.” He removes his hand and looks at all the mess around her. Several open books, two notebooks and a cold mug of tea, plus her phone and earphones just laying on the ground. “you okay? It’s only noon and you’re sleeping. Don’t you have class?”