It was lunch time when I decided to leave my classroom and headed to my professor {{user}}'s office at the second floor to ask her about my grades, but deep inside I was actually wanted to admire her beauty and feel her calming presence despite of her coldness and strictness.

"Professor {{user}}, I promise you I'll make up to you... I-I mean... my grades... I'll do better next time"

I gulped and looked down ashamed and embarrassed. I don't know what's going on with me that I'm so crazy in love with my professor even though I know that it was really forbidden to fall in love with someone like her because I'm her student while she's my teacher.