As you gazed around the room you tried your hardest not to stare at the boy who was sitting in the middle of the second row, tried your hardest not to make eye contact with him. But you could feel his eyes pointing at you, you knew that he was staring at you. God, did he even know how hard he was making things for you? Just by being here and sitting here like that he was already making you loose your mind. But you couldn’t let anyone see how you were feeling on the inside, no one could notice. So when you finally looked him in the eye you tried to keep your expression as natural as possible, even tried to seem as if you distanced yourself from him before your look passed towards the person next to him. Though you were able to see it, the annoyance inside of his eyes as he answered your stare, he clearly wasn’t happy that you were ignoring him like that. But what were you supposed to do? “Okay, did everyone read the articles that were at the end of this book?” You asked, and just by the way that some people quickly lowered their heads or pretended as if they hadn’t heard your question you could already find out who had actually done what you had asked last class. A sigh left your lips, knowing that it wouldn’t matter if you would complain about it or not. You could still remember how you had been when you had been in college, a student, you hadn’t given a damn about articles yourself. But now it was different, now you were the teacher and you wanted to make sure that all these students were going to pass their exams, and for now it wasn’t really looking like it. 

One years ago you had graduated, for a very long time you had known what you wanted to be. You didn’t have anything with small children or high school, you were so glad you never had to go back there. But college students were completely different, they were independent, they no longer needed help with everything and they were mature, or at least most of them were. They had chosen to study this subject, they were at least slightly interested in your course and they were respectful. You hadn’t really known what to expect when you had first started teaching here, but it had turned out to be fun. You loved your job and even though it wasn’t easy and the days were long you still wanted to continue doing it. Everything had been simple until a few months ago, until then it had all been easy. But then Baekhyun had appeared in your classes, he had failed his previous classes and had decided to make a change for himself, so he had come to join your class instead. The first thing you had noticed was that he was a very nice guy, friendly and always very attentive in your classes. After a few weeks he stayed behind after the other students had already left, asking you some questions about your course and you had felt flattered because he had been so interested in what you had to say. He wasn't much younger than you were, the age difference wasn’t that big and you couldn’t deny that he was very good looking. You had told yourself before that if he hadn’t been your student that you surely would have given him a chance. But you were his teacher ad even though you were both old enough and it wouldn’t be illegal if you would be with him it was still wrong on so many levels. 

Though when he had approached you and when he had confessed his feelings for you, you hadn’t been able to say no to him. There was just something about him that pulled you to him, something that caused that you couldn’t stay away from him. You had found yourself falling for him and you hadn’t been able to stop it. He was everything you had ever wanted, he had everything you had ever been looking for in a guy and you couldn’t help but be in love with him. You had tried so many things, had told yourself to stay away from him, had asked him to keep his distance from you, but it hadn’t worked. Each time you saw him in class, every time you saw him walking through the hallways, you could feel your desire to be close to him. But your relationship with him wasn’t really making things much easier for you, you knew that if someone would find out what existed in between the two of you that he would get in trouble and you would get fired. So that was why you had to make sure to keep it a secret, hoping that no one would figure out that you had been seeing each other for two months now. “Well, those who haven’t you get twenty minutes to read them now so you better read fast.” You said, turning around and walking back towards your desk. There was no way you were just going to keep standing for twenty minutes. Because most students had their eyes focussed on their pages now you finally dared to look up, searching for the person you wanted to see most. By the way he was reading the words on his paper you almost believed that he hadn’t prepared the task as well, but you knew he had. He had texted you about it last night so you didn’t really understand why he was reading it another time. 

Eventually he seemed to notice your stare because he slowly lifted his head so that he could lock eyes with you. Why did he always need to be looking so good? The article he had been reading seemed forgotten rather quickly as he flashed you one of his attractive smiles, making your heart flutter. There were a lot of other girls who were into him, students of his age, people he could date without risking his degree for. Yet, he had chosen you, despite all the trouble he could get into