You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the girl sitting a few seats away from you as she leaned over her desk to show him her low cut shirt. Then you told yourself that it was none of your business and that you weren’t someone who should be judging her so you pointed your eyes back onto your own textbook, trying to understand what was written down in front of you. Of course you were judging her, you knew that every single girl inside of the room who had seen her was forming their thought about her at the moment, though your were probably a little bit better than theirs. Who were you to blame him, this had been going on for months now. You wondered if they had any idea that their moves weren’t quite working as good as they wanted them to do, but who were you to tell them. Even an outsider could see that he clearly wasn’t interested in her, but she wasn’t planning on giving up just yet. You frowned as you tried to remember what he had told you a few minutes before, but you realized you had a hard time remembering it. How couldn’t you, you had had so much going on for the past couple of weeks. 

But you couldn’t let your thoughts drift off, you had to focus on your work because otherwise your parents would get angry. They seemed really stressed the past couple of weeks and you knew it had everything to do with you, which made you very stressed as well. They were counting on you and you knew that you couldn’t let them down. Last year you had gotten a scholarship so that you had been able to attend university. You had always wanted to go, so it was one of your biggest dreams that had come true. Your parents had never had the change to go to college, so you wanted to make sure that you’d have a good job so that you could help your family out. But now your parents were counting on you more than ever and they wanted to see you put effort into your studying. They only wanted the highest grades and they wanted you to be the biggest success of the family, which wasn’t easy since your nephew was kind of a genius. Every single day they told you how lucky you had been to have this kind of opportunity and that you couldn’t ruin it. 

So the only thing you did was studying and reading books, trying to become smarter and belonging to the top students of the school. It was quite sad though, because it seemed as if you had no friends and as if you were kind of a loner. It wasn’t immediately a bad thing, you had never enjoyed getting attention from others or being in the middle of the spotlight. You had always been a quiet girl who had watched everything from the back and who had silently nodded at what other said. You were already used to it, so going to university hadn't really changed your life that much. But sometimes you wished that your parents would give you a little more space, just so you could get to know yourself a little better. You had never had a really close vest friend before and you had never been in love, you didn’t even know what kind of man you were into. Sometimes you wanted to discover yourself a little more, but you didn’t have time to focus on that right now. Telling yourself that you had to stop thinking like that about your parents because they only wanted the best for you, you red the question again and tried to concentrate. 

“Do you understand what it said miss ___________?” The voice startled you, since you had been so absorbed into your own thought and your own little world. He must have noticed since he shot you a calm and polite smile, one like he always seemed to give everyone, a distanced one. “I…” You started, wondering if you’d just tell him you got it so he would leave you alone. But the truth was that actually you didn’t quite knew what you had to do, actually you didn’t understand it at all. “If you don’t get it that’s okay, I can explain it again to you if you want.” He said and you bit your lip, hesitating before you nodded. “That would be nice.” You eventually said and saw how his look seemed to soften as he listened to you. You knew that you had to be careful around him, one wrong move and there were girls in this building who would turn your life into a living hell. Even though bullying seemed like a thing that only kids did, it still happened in college as well. He was one of the youngest teachers around here, he had started his first year here and everyone knew him. Not only because he was new but also because he was very charming and good looking. All the girls were crazy about him, wanting to convince him that he should date them, but till now not one of them had been able to succeed. 

You weren’t going to day that you didn’t think they were right, because then you would be lying. He was a fit guy and he had very great looks, you weren’t blind. You just didn’t have time to think about him in such a way. He had to teach you what you had to know so that you could keep your scholarship and so you would be able to get a good diploma and that was all you saw in him. He was your handsome teacher who was only a few years older than you were, and that was it. You looked at him as he grabbed one of your pencils and held it in between his fingers. There was one thing you always seemed to notice though, no matter how hard you would try to focus on the blackboard behind him, he had really elegant fingers. He spoke softly, trying not to disturb the other students who were working on the problem as well and you looked down on the paper as he explained it to you. Even though he got a lot of attention from girls around here, he seemed very unbreakable and unreachable. He was a strict man, who knew how far he wanted to go with his students and who had his rules that had to be followed. He was very convincing and he had a great sense of humor, but he never seemed to open h