My Professor's Obsession
The halls are a bit quiet, with only two to three students pacing the corridors.
"Four." Azalea peaked inside, noticing the semi-empty classroom. She's sure she counted about ten students. Her eyes then landed on her professor.
He's dressed like any other male professor. Khaki pants, white button up, circular glasses, all the usual. Only thing that's different about him and the others is that he's got just a few strands of grey and he looks like the gym's best friend.
He set the marker down and turned to the class.
"So when you here about Alberto Dephonso you think-