Behind Close Doors (ZSaku VA professor series FF)

Prologue

It's natural for every human being to take action and decide. Morals are one of the important factors that affect our decisions by guiding us to a path of good rather than evil; But what happens if a certain person breaks a rule? It doesn't usually mean danger, one thing's for sure though; It'll put you in the worst possible scenario.

"Were you dreaming of this? Of being against my desk, in the room you and your classmates frequent?"

Maybe I did break a tiny bit of a rule. And the punishment? Being in an empty classroom with my literature professor, trapped between his body and the desk behind me. Although, if you actually think about it, is being in this position even a punishment? Body against one of the hottest, most attractive individuals of our school? This is more like a blessing but with a catch.

The catch? Well, we could be found in this uncomfortable situation by students and or staff, his license could be revoked and I could get kicked out of the University for doing "things" in school grounds. A catch that can probably change my life, in a negative way that is.

I tried to step back but there were no more spaces to go to nor anywhere to escape. I held my breath when he leaned down closer, his lips almost touching my ear. I can feel his breath on my neck, bringing shivers down my whole body. I can almost hear my heart pumping and I'm sure he noticed how hard it's pounding in my chest. I like this man so much but I don't think any of these are appropriate to be done in a room where he should be teaching. With all that said, I don't think even my own body cares after all.

I want him to stop but not completely. I just need some time to process what's happening. My mind is clouded and I can't even think of what to do. Rationality is none of the choices. At least not when this man's around.

That essay that I wrote, the root of this all, the things that I hoped and dreamed to happen are already in front of me but I could not decipher anything. I wanted this yet the confidence I built in me is slowly wasting away and all I could do is to be silent and submit to him. That's what he does to me.

His stares make me weak in the knees, his voice leaves so much for imagination and his body is like a statue, a perfectly made one, the body that the students in school swoon over. All of those and more, here, right where I wanted, but it took payments: My words, my breath and my consciousness. All are gone. All I could do is to stare at him and listen to him figure out all of my past actions.

"You've been waiting for this and now you're tongue tied?"

I can't seem to find my voice. I wanted to answer him, reply with something that is clever enough to let him know that I'm nowhere near intimidated. Am I really not though? I opened my mouth to answer but there are no words, just harsh breathing, shaky and uneven. I stared into his eyes only to feel a bolt of electricity that made its way to my almost too fragile body. I bit my lip in embarrassment.

"Let me loosen it for you." That is all I heard before a gasp escaped my throat. I turned completely stiff.

In a blink, I felt his lips land on mine.

When did this start, and how did my childish crush turn to this heated disaster? That paper was my last attempt to get his attention and it was successful, almost too successful. I was losing faith that it would work, that it's a failure, that I should just stop, but I guess fate loves to play games, doesn't it?

And if this is fate's game, happily ever after is too far still and it won't be easy to achieve. In every human action is a consequence, and every consequence bears a result. What's the result? I have no idea but one thing's I'm sure of, this game will not end here.

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This is an origin story that came from the Professor Series of ZSaku VA on Youtube so all credits goes to them. This is not canonically accurate and is purely made by my own (barely working) braincells except for some scenes that contains that audios' scripts and characters. I would also like to thank the people who motivated me into creating this non-canonical origin. I hope that this book will be worth your time and support.