บททั้งหมดของ My Professor Lectured My Heart: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Ariel lay sprawled on her bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, but her mind was occupied with thoughts of him. Professor Luther. She squeezed her eyes shut, the very name making her face feel warm. This wasn’t just a small liking anymore. Her chest felt tight with every memory, every time he looked at her for a moment longer than he needed to, every word he spoke that seemed to hint at something more, even if she was just imagining it. “It’s not a crush,” she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible in the quiet room. . “Not anymore.” She let her fingers trace lazy circles on the bedspread, feeling the texture of the fabric against her skin, trying to ground herself in something tangible when her emotions felt so overwhelming. Her phone buzzed, and she picked it up. It was a message from Daniel. “Come downstairs, I made sandwiches.” Ariel needed to talk to someone. Her heart felt too full and confused to keep these feelings to herself. She went downstairs and found Daniel in the

Ariel’s POV I should’ve known it would be one of those mornings. The kind where the universe conspires against you from the moment you open your eyes to find that your alarm never went off. The kind where your hair refuses to cooperate, your favorite shirt has a mysterious stain. Yeah, that kind of morning. The hallway was already empty when I walked in. Professor Julia’s class had started fifteen minutes ago, and I had barely enough time to run a brush through my hair, let alone grab breakfast. I clutched my notebook tighter as I hesitated outside the door, the faint sound of her voice echoing inside like a warning siren. I took a breath and pushed it open. “Miss Anthony,” professor Julia’s voice cut through the silence like a knife, pausing mid-sentence as all eyes turned to me. I braced myself for the humiliation… the snide comments, the dramatic eye roll… but it never came. She simply raised an eyebrow and said, “Take a seat.” It felt… wrong. Too easy. Like watching a cobra un

Ariel walked into the living room, instantly sensing the thick tension hanging in the air. Daniel was already there, perched rigidly on the couch, his arms tightly crossed over his chest. The moment she entered, his jaw tightened, but he remained silent. “If this is about Ethan,” Ariel said, shrugging her bag off her shoulder, “then I’m really not in the mood to argue about it.” She moved toward the stairs, her pace casual. She had no desire to argue with Daniel… not tonight. But his voice cut through the silence like a blade. “You just got dumped by your teacher, Ariel, and now you’re jumping on Ethan? Seriously?” She froze mid-step, her foot suspended above the bottom stair. The insult stung more than she expected. Turning around slowly, she met his eyes, anger flashing in hers. “Wow,” she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper but loaded with hurt and disbelief. “So, that’s what you think of me?” Daniel rose to his feet, his tone harsh and cold. “I think you consistently c

The gym was full of energy. The rhythmic thump of basketballs against the polished hardwood floor echoed loudly, creating a steady beat that was nearly drowned out by the enthusiastic, wild cheers erupting from the students packed into the bleachers. Ariel, standing among her cheer squad, felt the adrenaline surge through her veins. Her arms were raised high, the pom-poms flying as she shouted the familiar chant, her voice joining the collective roar: “Let’s go Panthers! Let’s go!” On the court, Ethan was absolutely in top form tonight. It was as if he was playing in a different league entirely. His movements were fast and precise, his shots incredibly accurate, leaving the opposing team bewildered and constantly scrambling to keep up. Every time he managed to get his hands on the ball, the entire audience leaned forward, holding their breath in eager anticipation. And when he scored, which he did with astonishing regularity, the whole gym erupted into a deafening roar. Three points

Ariel’s POV Later that evening, during my shift at the bar, I was surprised to see Ethan and his teammates walk in. The place was already buzzing with energy. He approached me with a casual smile, leaning against the counter as I wiped down a glass. “Hey, I didn’t see you on campus today,” he said. I nodded, continuing to polish the glass. “Yeah, I had a bunch of classes back to back today, and then a mountain of assignments to get through. You know how it is, there's always something to do when you’re a student.” “So it’s not because you’re trying to avoid me?” “Of course not. I’ve just been busy.” “Great.” Ethan gestured towards his friends who were already staking out a corner. “One of my teammates is moving to another country, so we wanted to have a little fun before he leaves. We’re having a send-off party for him.” “Here?” I asked, a hint of surprise in my voice. It wasn't uncommon for small gatherings, but a full-blown party seemed a bit much for a bar. “Yeah, I talked