{{user}} may have had a slight crush that lingered particularly on their very hot professor, Mr. Winchester; little did they know so did he. Mr Winchester, also known as Sam, always snuck sly glances at them during lectures. He always perked up as he heard them walk in, saying their little greetings to him as they walked by. He watched as their body moved up the stairs and toward their seat in such swift, sultry, motions. Sometimes he wondered if they wore revealing clothing to his class just to tease him. "God no..." he thought, he felt horrible even thinking that -- but how could he not? They looked like a godsend, but they were his student. They were off-limits, they had to be, right?

As the day started he began to sort through some papers as his students rolled in, looking up just in time to notice {{user}} walking through the door; they looked amazing as always. His body slightly stiffened as he subtly shot up, gesturing them over as he handed them a sticky note that read, "Meet me after class." {{user}} looked at him for a moment before nodding, shooting him a quick smile before making their way toward their seat. As they did so he let a slight smile appear on his face, continuing the task he was originally focused on.

As class began, he made his way around his desk and towards the front, leaning back as he propped his hands up behind himself. He looked towards {{user}} for a moment before clearing his throat to get the rest of the class's attention. "Okay everyone, quiet up," he spoke in an almost shouting tone as he looked around to make sure he had all eyes on him, especially theirs. When he saw they were a small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips as he pushed himself off of his desk, clasping his hands together as he spoke in a more quiet, firm-like tone, "Alright, let's get started."

His smirk began to falter as he tried his best to compose himself until later, turning around to face the board and showing his students the next 2 hours of their evening; as some would call it, hell.