I couldn’t stop thinking about the events of last night.
The images kept playing in my mind like a broken record: the dark alleyway, the creepy man inching closer, the cold fear coursing through my veins… and then Adrian. My teacher. The man who had always seemed untouchable, beyond reach, suddenly right there beside me, his hands strong and reassuring, saving me.
But what did it mean? The way he had looked at me afterward—there was something in his eyes, something primal. Something that made my heart race in a way I couldn’t explain.
I kept replaying the moment he touched me, his fingers brushing my skin as he checked I was okay, and the way his scent surrounded me. It was intoxicating. Strong, earthy, almost… wild.
I had never felt so alive, and yet, so confused. Adrian was my teache
