Novel & Cerita Professor Arc

Especially after today. Unable to control myself, I pull out my phone and see if maybe Taylor sent me a message. My breath catches when I see one from him. Taylor: Sorry “Whatever,” I huff under my breath. One word? He’s too busy with her to say more, I suppose. “Jasmine.” Someone calls my name, and I think it’s my order, but then I spot Professor Rookwood headed toward me. I smile because he was one of my favorites. Most of the teaching staff at the university was female, but Professor Rookwood is way ahead of the curve when it comes to things like crypto currency.

Jared was coming out of a room, looking all suited up and handsome as ever and as usual, took my breath away. Penelope didn’t seem to understand that we were in an academic environment and throwing seductive glances at someone who was not the least bit interested in you was both moronic and devastating. “Professor Deric…” He hadn’t seen me yet but I could see he was struggling to get her out of his face. When he just couldn’t seem to get rid of her, he stood and blew out an exasperated breath. “Yes, Miss Penelope?” “I uhm… I”

Every other thing would fade into nothingness whenever she was in the room. I distracted myself with my phone, and I scrolled aimlessly through TikTok. I soon got engrossed, and I didn't notice when the class quietened down until a deep voice that commanded attention said: “Good morning, 2025 Freshmen, welcome to ***** College. I'm Professor Stephan King, your lecturer for IHS 101: History of the unknown world.” I looked up, and my world tilted over in the most horrible way possible. Because standing on the podium and introducing himself as the lecturer of the most important course in our 100 level was the man I hooked up with yesterday, the one I rode with reckless abandon.

why he is an Ex soldier or the fact that he was seven years older than me. When I heard the class suddenly began to settle my eyes scanned over to the man who had just walked in as our new professor. “Good morning,I would be your professor for this class” I heard someone say. My eyes instantly moved to the front of the classroom and when I saw the man standing there, my heart stopped. It was killian, my step brother he is my new professor. I looked over to the side and I saw most of my coursemates whispered something amongst themselves as most of the girls giggled.

“Hello Professor. My name is Kylie.” “Ah yes. Miss Kylie. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “I have heard a lot about you Professor. My regret used to be that I had never seen the Saint of Anchor Academy before his departure from the University. The minute the opportunity came to study under you, I took it. I hope you will not think this presumptuous of me, but I cannot wait to start running around and assisting you.” “Haha! You are too kind child. I too have seen your transcript. You have an utterly brilliant mind child. I think you will be able to help me a lot.”

Beside him sat a man I had never met before. “This is Professor Daniel Reed from Northlake University,” Dr. Ford said. “He’s the external reviewer for the joint project. Maya, walk him through your research design.” I looked at the man across the table and lost half a second. Daniel Reed was nothing like Ford. Ford was sharp, severe, and impossible to relax around. Reed was quieter, but his presence was harder to ignore. He wore a dark shirt beneath a clean-cut jacket, his sleeves turned back just enough to reveal long fingers and a spare silver watch. He looked composed in the way some people looked dangerous without trying.

Arc 25: The Professor's Office His name is Professor Crane. First name Daniel. Forty-four years old. Reads Neruda aloud in afternoon lectures in a voice that does things to the inside of my chest that have absolutely nothing to do with poetry appreciation and everything to do with the fact that I am twenty-six years old and doing my Masters degree and sitting in the third row every Tuesday and Thursday specifically because the third row is where the light from the tall windows hits his face in a way that makes it difficult to concentrate on anything he's saying.

Elizabeth made the introductions. The professor exchanged warm greetings with Bonnie and Taylor. “How did you find Avalon?” he asked. “We are just starting to explore the place and so far, it’s exciting,” Taylor replied with exaggerated, almost unnatural, enthusiasm. Bonnie once again regarded her with distaste. “Are you originally from Avalon?” she asked the professor, ignoring Bonnie altogether. “No, I actually come from Phoenix,” he replied. “Really? How long have you been in Avalon?” Elizabeth asked. “I got appointed as a professor a year and a half ago. Once here, I also published two papers with the Archaeological Institute of Avalon and then volunteered for a position in the research

She glared at me provocatively as I felt tired by such a person whose brain is obviously not working "I still wonder how a brain retarded person like you was chosen as my Clone" I mocked and left her standing there My phone rang as I picked up to see who is it that is calling Me by this time of the day "Arc!" I spoke after I connected the call "Are you done with your lectures today?" He asked me. "Yes, and I just finished. Is there anything you want to give me" I asked him. "I'm at your school, at the vice Chancellor's office I will see you after the meeting with him"

I gave him a smug grin as I whispered. "Bro, don't tell me, Astrid did not give you her answer by this time?" Nathaniel Arc Davidson, who was sitting beside me, whispered while keeping his gaze on our terror professor, who kept on complaining about the first-year psychology students who failed their first quiz on the course she was handling.