I stormed across campus, the short tight gown riding up with every angry step, my blood boiling. How dare he kick me out like that? In front of everyone. After the way he had stared at me, after the tension in his office yesterday he had no right to act like I was the problem.
I didn’t knock. I pushed open the door to his office and stepped inside, slamming it shut behind me. Professor Damien Vale looked up from his desk, eyebrows raised slightly at the force. He was alone, papers spread neatly in front of him, looking every bit the composed, untouchable professor in his crisp black shirt. But I wasn’t here to be polite.
“You kicked me out,” I said sharply, walking straight up to his desk. “In front of the entire class. For what? Because of how I was dressed? How exactly was my gown affe
