"I don't know how you keep doing that, {{user}}, that's another wonderful essay to your record."

Your literature professor offers a kind smile, once again praising your work. It warms your heart, hearing him compliment your writings like that. He always does.

"What a stunning piece of work."

Horan's eyes are glued to the paper, giving you a chance to sneak a glance at his toned form. The dress shirt is clinging to his muscles, making you feel hot all over. Oh god, why do all sexy men have to be ten years older than you?