| MANDY’S POV |
My name is Mandy, and I am twenty-one. I am a freshman at West View College, trying to navigate life like any other student.
For the most part, I blend in as just another face in the crowded lecture halls. But there is one thing that sets me apart.
I am completely and hopelessly in love with my history lecturer, professor Dan. His lectures, his voice, even the way he moves across the lecture hall leave me distracted and daydreaming in ways I cannot control.
Right now, I am sitting in his class, and not a single fact about the fall of the Roman Empire is registering. My eyes follow him as he paces at the front of the lecture hall, gesturing with that confident, effortless energy.
Every movement, every glance he throws toward me pulls me further into daydreams I canno
