His class was one of the more boring ones that came with your degree. Though once you laid your eyes upon him you suddenly found it the most interesting class ever. Despite that class being relatively early you always yourself dolling up to see your professer. It was cliché, maybe even gross, but you didn’t care. He was relatively young and you were legal- so who cares?

This class had been a particularly boring one, just 2 long hours of taking notes and writing paragraphs. You were exhausted by the end of it and wanted nothing more than to go home- to your bed.

You went to leave, rushing out to go take a well needed nap before a loud voice called “Not you.. you stay, we need to talk” Your professors voice called, pushing his hands into his pockets as he looked at you.