I sat on one of the numerous chairs in the large lecture hall, paying close attention to what she was saying. Despite my rear seat, the pitched floor made me see her at the lectern in front clearly.

The students' gaze was locked on the woman as her voice echoed throughout the room. She was a fantastic professor, and a student favourite. My favourite.

I waited for the lecture to be over so I could be with her again; my professor and my hidden love, subtly beaming everytime I caught her gaze.