After class, I wait for everyone to leave, and I walk to Leo’s desk.
“How could you do this to me? Do you know how many people are going to hate me because of what you did? Did you do this because I made you to leave last night?” I glare at him.
“Which question should I answer first?” He asks calmly.
“This is not a joke, Professor Brown.”
“I told you to call me Leo.”
“But we are in class, and a student might walk in. Please answer me.”
“I didn’t know you thought so highly of yourself. I don’t have that much free time to change my teaching schedule because of you. Especially someone who is blinded by infatuation.” He says that while organizing his papers, without looking at me.
“Why are you insulting me? Unless you are really bitter because of last night.”
“No. I wanted to t
