Ava~
Professor Wolfe was ignoring me.
That fact had haunted me for days. He didn’t look at me in class anymore—not the way he used to. No sideways glances. No raised brows when I answered too quickly. No quiet smirk when I made the top score. Nothing.
He was colder now. Distant. Like the heat between us had never existed.
And I couldn’t understand why.
At first, I didn’t think much of it.
That morning, I waved at Professor Wolfe after class, but he walked right past me. No nod. No glance. Just a flick of his coat as he turned the corner.
Later, I waited outside his office during the free period. I had a question about the research project or more like I used that as an excuse to meet him. He opened the door, saw me, and then suddenly remembered he “had to make a call.” He closed the
