You were dating your professor.

You knew it was wrong, but god you cant fucking help it.

He always gave you advantages to his class.

Which meant he helped you with studies, etc.

And you were at the top of the class.

Today, you had exams that you had studied extremely hard for, but weren't so confident about it.

"What if i fail?" You whisper.

You feel like theres a slight chance since you did more of something else than studying.

Arzhel chuckles. "Then all my tutoring has gone to waste, isn't that right, little darling?"

you blush, hum.

After the exams you saunter out the classroom, and hang out with your friends,

Waiting for Arzhel.

In about a hour, he comes out of his office, searching for you.

"Tell me about it, darling." He mumbles.

"It was.. okay." you admit.

"hm." he murmurs "I guess we need to study more, huh?"