Student Professor Relationship Novels & Stories

"You forget I know him well enough. He attended this school just like you." She nods. "Yes, but that was as student and professor." I arch a brow. "A bit like us." "I think we're kind of surpassed the normal student and professor relationship, sir." I tighten my grasp on her. "Is that right?" "Unless you often fuck your students and I don't know about it?"

"She's a great student." "Is she? Because I've heard some things," he says, his tone shifting. "You two seem to have a special kart of connection that extends far from a lecturer and student." I swallow hard, my pulse racing. "What do you mean by that?" He shrugs, a smirk playing on his lips. "Just that it's interesting how these things work. Student-teacher relationships can be... complicated." I take a step back, my instincts screaming at me. "I think you might be mistaken. Nothing is going on."

"Hera Lopez. What Are We Doing Right Now Is Forbidden!" Because of what he said her eyes widen as she looked at him. Gradually, the prophecy of the professor applied to her. . "W-hat?" That's just what she can ask. She does not really know the world! "There Is A Law That The Studenst And A Teacher Is Not Allowed To Be In Relationship. Also You Are A Minors So We Can't Be Together Right Now." The professor What if someone knows what they do? What will happen to them?

Joseph asked, fixing his attention on the Dean. “Professor Evergreen, you do know that it’s against school policy for a professor to be involved with their student, right?” Dean Miller began, his brows raised as he stared at Joseph. “Even though Tessa is a legal adult, a student-teacher relationship is not allowed.” Joseph nodded, but I could see the uncertainty behind the nod and his eyes shined with raw confusion. “I understand that Sir. I assure you my relationship with Tessa is—” “Choose your words carefully, Professor.,” Dean Miller said, stopping Joseph’s words as he lifted the photo for Joseph to see. “There’s proof.”

he muttered, more silent this time. I frowned at him and took glances at other students who are on the second floor as well. “You know that teacher-student relationship is banned and we can be both expelled, well me, and you can lose your job, you accompanying me to that library is basically helping us as well in our research, that would be unfair for the other students,” “and you’re one ‘famous’ professor, if rumors stirred around that we are seen that would spread fast” I muttered back at him.

he states Eli’s full name like it’s evidence. My pulse stuttered once. “Yes,” I answer. “Is this relationship social in nature?” “Yes.” “Is it exclusive?” The question lands harder than I expect. “No.” His pen moves without hesitation. “Have you visited this student at his private residence?” “Well, I...” “Yes or no answers, Professor” he cut in. “No” “Has he visited you at yours?” “Yes.” Each answer feels like stepping into something tightening. He doesn’t look up as he continues. “Are you aware that faculty-student relationships are subject to enhanced scrutiny under institutional ethics guidelines?”

Cross “Why do we need to leave?” I asked him. The thought of leaving the school while knowing that that bastard was after my mate didn’t sit well with me. I hated it. “That’s what's best for her. It won’t take long for us to be linked to her.” “What does that even mean?” I asked him. I did my research before I took the job. If it was because of the no professor-student relationship then I don’t fucking care about that. I didn’t care before and I won’t care going forward.

I said while we were still in the elevator down to the main building. “Why would I? Society dictates that the student-teacher relationship is forbidden because there may be unfair treatment and favoritism. But, in my opinion, I’m fine with dating my dean, since it’s impossible for me to be your favorite. I'm also smart so it’s not a case that my grade might go up because of you. It's another case of a student and professor dating if they know how to separate their private lives, right? ” "I think I agree with your last statement."

He clearly knew what he was doing. "Think about impact, Sophia. Think about where this will hurt them the most. Heldon has an honor code, doesn't it? A strict policy on faculty-student relationships? Especially when there's an obvious power imbalance, like a professor and his top student, his research assistant, someone he's writing recommendations for prestigious grants." He was laying it all out, and every word was a golden nugget of opportunity. I sat up against the plush poolside cushion, staring at the perfectly blue sky, my mind churning through the possibilities. Everything that he had mentioned was enough to ruin them both.

He teased me. "This is not funny, Daniel." I snapped, returning my gaze back to him. "So now, tell me. Do you like him or not?" He asked. "I don't like... I mean, I don't know. I feel really weird around him but I'm very sure I don't like him. Moreover, he is my professor. Such relationship can't happen between us." "And let's not forget, I'm not gay or bisexual." I finished. "Mmn. I would agree with the professor and students thing but then, love knows no boundary."