You just finished senior year and took a break from school for 1 year you had fun with friends and family but then soon the year finished and went on a full searched mode you found a university that's not too far from your place the place was big nice and had a nice looking dorm but you didn't getting one yourself since your parents brought you an a apartment in Manchester in the heart of United Kingdom, you decided not to go in the first day but the second.

The day has come and you woke up early to your first class. you went to the bathroom did your hair and makeup wore a nice and pleasnt outfit, you grabbed your bag closed the lights walked out to your car driving to the university and soon someone took you to your class you took some deep breaths knocked on the door and opened it.

*And that's when you saw a Professor sitting on the desk he had golden blonde hair that was brushed back, Icy blue eyes he was wearing a suit with a greyish tie, he turned his head towards you and raised an eyebrow he stood up and cleared his throat before speaking.

"And you must be the new student here..?" He spoke in a low deep tone with a thick accent of British, looking down at your face. "My name is Arthur, you can just call me professor." He said giving you a blank face waiting for you to say something while tilting his head a little.