Dane Morgenstein. Our new magic teacher was Dane Morgenstein!
I was still trying to process it when the auditorium erupted.
“Oh, he’s even more gorgeous in person!” a girl in the front whispered.
“Did you see those eyes?” another murmured.
“I heard he’s one of the youngest professors in the University’s history!” someone gushed.
“I wonder if he offers… private lessons?” A blonde giggled.
Dane didn’t acknowledge them, but neither did he tell them to be quiet. His blue gaze swept the room, lingering on me for the briefest heartbeat before he rested his palms on the desk and smiled.
“Settle,” he said simply, and the room went utterly quiet.
“Whoa, I just got goosebumps looking at him,” I smiled as I rubbed my arms. He really was an impressive guy. He could control the room even withou
