During the night I found myself waking up every hour, I'm missing someone, something inside me is longing for something and I had a sadness that was putting tears in my eyes. My heart started raising, and mixed emotions fell over me. I attempted to sleep, but it was impossible. I had no control, and I saw the professor's face as if I've known him my whole life. Why did he make such an impact when he didn't do anything specifically memorable? He was attractive and handsome, but not in such a way that can justify a sleepless night. My official first day at college, I am excited and scared at the same time. I'm starting to feel better after the horrible night I had. Hours have passed, and I have to attend my basic psychology class now, I am not looking forward to it, how do I trust myself to act normal when I see the professor again? I enter the classroom and I can feel my panties getting wet when I smell him, he did not have a human smell neither did he smell like a werewolf. What is wrong with me, why is my body responding like this? If this was a school full of werewolves I wouldn't be able to hide my arousal.