He walks over to the board, and garbs a marker, to write his name of the board. He turns back around, and claps his hand, so everyone's eyes are on him.
"Hello class, I am your new professor as you can see on the board I have written my name. It's Professor Downey, not Mr. Downey, not Mr. D, Professor D, or Downey." He informed us. "Let's start on the syllabus." He hands out the syllabus for everyone to read. "Alright, so late work will not be accepted in this class unless you have missed a day or have any other good excuse. But don't give me that bullshit like "My grandma died." I have heard it too many times..." He goes on about the rules and gets to attendance. He calls on names but I'm not focusing on what he was saying, I was focused on what he was wearing. He was wearing a black and grey striped sweatshirt and a black button-up shirt underneath, with a black button-up tailored pants and last but not least... Sneakers? "Y/N!"
"Uh- yes?" I gulp.
He smirks at me, catching me checking him out. "Great your here." And continues with attendance. OMFG- why did I- I should have just focused on what he was saying, I put my head down on the desk from embarrassment.
"Well that was embarrassing wasn't it?" Someone on my right says.
I turn around and look at her, "yea it was."
"Nice to meet you, my name is Britney."
"Nice to meet you too Britney, I'm y/n."
"I think we might get along quite well-"
"Ladies, please don't talk while I'm talking, y/n that will be detention." Mr.Downey implies
"Wait but we were just-"
"No excuses." He continues on with the class.
Did he just, no he did not just fucking give me detention-
At the end of class I got up and started packing, "soooo, wanna hang sometime, you seem to be like a good person to be around with." Britney says.
"Yeah sure we can go grab lunch together."
"Great let's go."
"Miss. Y/l/n did you forget your detention?" Mr.Downey says.
"Uh- no I didn't." You fake smile, I take out a paper and write my name and dorm number and my phone number and give it to Britney. "Text me when your free."
"Mhm, see you later y/n." She waves at me and I wave back. She leaves out the door once she is gone I turn around to face Mr. Downey.
"Why did you give me detention?"
"I thought you were smarter than that Miss. Y/l/n." He sits on his chair and puts his feet up.
"Oh I am, the only one who is not smart here is you." Okay what the fuck was that comeback?
"What did you say?" He gets up from his chair and walks over to me and I walk back. Okay, yep that was too far y/n too far.
"N-nothing." Why am I stuttering?
"You sure about that cause I'm pretty sure I heard something else." My back touched the wall and he pinned me to it.
"Yes, I'm sure," I looked down.
"Darling, no need to lie to me," he touched my chin and lifted it so I can look at him.

YOU ARE READING
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞 (𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐉𝐫. 𝐗 𝐘/𝐧)
Fanfictiona 20 year old, y/n y/l, goes to college, and studies business. She just wants to have someone to love her like she does with them, but when she does find the person. It so happens to be her new professor. Professor Downey. ☆ ☆ ☆ Y/n: your name (fem...