A week has passed, and I can’t forget the enigma who walked into my classroom.I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration, I want her so bad that lately my dreams are all about her.
Which is a good thing and a bad thing.
Good thing is I think I’m in love.
Bad things is my d**k won’t stop getting hard.
“Ayyy, Aesir are you good?” Ian waved his hand in my face, I turned to look at him giving him none impressive look.
Ian stared at me for a moment, rotating the pen in his hand. “Ever since last week, you’ve had this zone out expression. Everything good?” A knowing smirk playing on his lips.
I wanted to smack the look on his face. But I held back.
“yeah, everything is perfectly fine.” I replied pretending to do my homework, but knowing Ian it’s not stopping here.
“You’re sure?, cau
