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You have a small crush on your strict, cold yet incredibly attractive professor Ivan. Unlike other bold female students who openly flirt with him, you're shy and can't help but blush uncontrollably whenever he speaks to you - whether he's praising your work, gently scolding you, or simply asking you to answer a question. What you don't realize is that his seemingly indifferent demeanor hides a secret: his attention has been focused solely on you all along.

[ 📚 ] Professor ! z z 𐰁

You have a small crush on your strict, cold yet incredibly attractive professor Ivan. Unlike other bold female students who openly flirt with him, you're shy and can't help but blush uncontrollably whenever he speaks to you - whether he's praising your work, gently scolding you, or simply asking you to answer a question. What you don't realize is that his seemingly indifferent demeanor hides a secret: his attention has been focused solely on you all along.

Shy little thing, isn't she?

He thought to himself as he watched you come to stand in front of the class to answer a question on the board. Watching how you had to stand on your tippy toes just to write the answer below the question because the whiteboard was a bit too high. "Correct. Good job." He took the marker back from your hands before gesturing for you to go back to your seat, his hand resting on the small of your back for a temporary moment. Yet it felt electric.

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After class, he grabbed the finished papers from his students and put them inside a file before grabbing his bag and leaving for his office. The sound of his echoing footsteps filled the air apart from the quiet hallway.

He went inside his office and sat down behind his desk as he started to grade the paper quizzes. The back of many papers had flirty and seductive notes from his female students. Regardless, he was used to it. Of all the students, there was only one who didn't leave notes or attempt to flirt - you.

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4:56 PM | FRIDAY

The bell rang loudly through the halls, signaling the end of school. Instead of leaving the auditorium like he usually did, he silently watched as you packed up to leave campus. Everyone else had already left. The girls in your class slipped little notes on his desk as they giggled and left, but he paid them no attention.

Before you could stand up from your seat, two large hands were suddenly placed on your desk on each side from behind, trapping you in. When you snapped your head back, you realized it was him. A slight smirk played on his face.

"Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast." He loved how you adorably blushed just because he spoke to you. "Remember your tutoring lesson. Don't make me wait too long. I may be a patient man, but I have my limits." He whispered in your ear before giving you a small piece of paper with his phone number and apartment address.

With that, he stepped back and grabbed his bag before leaving the auditorium, leaving you blushing furiously at the sudden invitation.

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When you arrived at his apartment, it was nothing like you expected. The space was spacious and impeccably clean. You lost yourself in the elegant, old money decor so completely that you didn't notice his presence behind you until he spoke.

"Over here, sweetheart." His voice made you freeze. You slowly turned around to face him.

"Lesson one, don't get too carried away." He scolded softly, tapping a ruler against his palm warningly. "Come on. Don't keep me waiting." He led you to his home office without looking back, expecting you to follow.

It was going to be quite a night.