I didn’t plan to fall for him It was a Tuesday morning. I was half-asleep, hungover from heartbreak, and 20 minutes late to class. He looked up as I walked in, and I swear, the world stopped like I owed it rent.Dr. Obasanjo was not the kind of man you flirted with. He was the kind of man you wrote poetry about and never sent.But I should’ve known.I should’ve known that the moment our eyes locked, something in me changed.And eventually, it would ruin everything.