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I sighed and rolled my eyes, calming myself. "That was before, so maybe it’s okay to keep it a secret for now." "She might get mad at you," she replied. Out of the three of us, you benefited the most from Meggay’s money. I sighed. She might be right... Meggay might get mad at me... at us... Our Professor arrived and started teaching calculus. My mind was filled with different thoughts. I hate it. Kyle is confusing me. He’s hiding something, and I’m not part of it. Second, it’s about Meggay.

The bloody thing nodded but stayed silent as if awaiting him to continue and the professor obliged. "Thank you sir. We are approaching the city of Calope. It is a great land to harvest followers for the master. I wish that you would only destroy the soldiers or those who wants to inflict harm to us and not annihilate the entire city like the previous two ones. This would be very beneficial for the master. Please, sir!" the professor bowed his head low after he said his request. After a minute, the professor looked up from his bowed position and saw the bloody thing nod at him once. He was overjoyed and expressed his jubilation with words.

I hear Charlie call out to me as I enter the house and I rush into her arms. “Shh! Baby, who hurt you? Who am I going to kill?” She asks, cradling me tightly. “You know the man from the club I told you about? He is my History Professor,” I manage to say. “What? Did he hurt you?” She asks concern lacing her voice. “Worse. He ate my pussy out on his desk and made me cum while calling out his name.” I rushed the words out and burst into tears again. “Holy fuck!” Charlie mouths out and it makes me crack out a little.

“I won’t be getting involved again. And the files you sent are of no use. I won’t be going through them.” Ronald chuckles. “Never say never, Killian.” I hang up and sigh, rubbing my temple. The work continues, but the distraction doesn’t last. *** Monday arrives too quickly. I sit through the faculty meeting in the professor’s lounge, already regretting every second. The other professors try to cozy up, especially Professor Langsford, the overly chirpy one constantly competing with me on that ridiculous popularity poll. He corners me afterward in the hallway, smiling too wide. “Professor Davenport! Great session last week. Have you thought about that interdisciplinary project I mentioned?”

Vega replied again. "Why?” Professor Chico was curious. "I'm sorry. It doesn't matter, but it just looks like I'll be carrying a lot of books and a lot of folders. I will discuss my patients' conditions, which are complicated, with Doctor Theo during the discussion session later." Vega replied again, because the seminar for the next two days was indeed holding a discussion session. "If that's the condition, that’s okay." Professor Chico must comply with Vega's request, even though he really wanted to go with Vega to the seminar.

I shook my head and turned to my table to bring out the new biology textbook Keisha had gifted me a while back. “Our topic for today is Excretion. Now….” I trailed off when the door opened and someone walked in. Shock glued my feet to the floor and I would have almost dropped the book on the floor but a professor has gotta maintain her Steeze in front of her students. Even though I didn't drop the book, my jaw was definitely on the floor as I stared at the guy walking into the door with a grin. “Good morning miss,” he greeted with a smile, and that voice sent shivers down my spine, “I'm a new student.”

“Despite my better judgment, I am inclined to believe you may be capable of learning. Prove me correct. Or prove me wrong. Either way, I will know soon enough.” With that, he turned sharply on his heel, resuming his slow patrol of the mirrored room. “Miss Tamsin, you are not swatting at a wasp. Your arm should glide, not flail. Try again.” Callum exhaled beside me, quietly. “He’s... nicer than usual today.” I stared at the back of the professor’s coat as it vanished into a group of stumbling dancers. “That was nicer?” Callum gave a sheepish nod. “Well, he didn’t threaten to revoke our library access. That’s usually how he ends things.”

“I don't agree with what Eliana said." The professor glanced briefly in my direction when my name was mentioned. “Tell us why that is," he said to Oliver. Oliver was still glancing at me when he answered. “With everything that happened in the story, it was clear that the boy would have been wasting his time if he kept on hoping that something would happen between him and the girl. She didn't even show any form of interest in him during their brief encounter.” The professor allowed several other people to give their opinions on the book and then he went on to recommend another book to be read. Our eyes kept meeting all through the class and at one point, he held my gaze for so long that I fel

"So you're saying it doesn't connect?" Snickers from the back grow louder. "I'm saying it's outside the scope of this lesson." He tilted his head just slightly. "Or maybe it's difficult to connect?" More laughter and whispers. Heat crawled up my neck. "How does she not know the answer to a student's question... but she calls herself a professor" Someone whispered loud enough for me to hear. I don't know if he was deliberately trying to make me an object of mockery but it was genuinely pissing me off.

I reached for him, but he jerked away like my touch burned. The hurt that caused was physical. “Whatever Morrison told you, whatever he showed you… it’s not real. I would never hurt you. You have to know that.” “I don’t know anything anymore,” Calen said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Except that I can’t trust you.” Professor Chen was wrapping up his call. I had seconds. “Just give me five minutes. Alone. Let me explain…” “No.” Calen stood abruptly, grabbing his bag with his good arm. “Professor Chen? Can I use the restroom?”