It's so hard to watch the new professor's class. He is the definition of a model, not a teacher. I never thought that there would be a professor out there being exactly the guy you read about in romance books. A guy not even ten years older than you, young, sexy, tall, with black hair, green eyes, and a smile that kills you. Ok if he's smiling. His looks don't match his attitude though, he is mean and hard to follow in his lecture. Even though I'm from the top in class is hard to observe him. But that doesn't stop me from fantasizing about him. After the class, I was fixing my bag to leave when I saw again few girls around for extra credit. But without success again. They left with their head down and I walked to the door
“You wait” I froze and turned to look at him
“Come here” I walk to
