Ms. Belova

A Few Months Later

Time skip to a few months later

It wasn't exactly as I thought it'd be I wasn't actually failing any of my classes except for Russian right now my mark stands at a D- it's not because I'm bad at the subject itself it's my test anxiety that fucks up my tests I don't know why but it was getting better in every subject except for Russian that's why I've been thinking of quitting especially because there was a test in two weeks..

Another week gone by means another Friday which meant another Russian lecture
The lesson passed slowly but once it finally did end "Can I speak to you, Ms. Belova?" I choked out and she nodded.

Once everyone was out she came up to me "What did you want to talk about? Are you alright?" she sounded genuinely worried "I'm fine.. It's just.. I uhm.. I think that I want to quit this class." I finally choke out hesitantly. "No. You're not doing anything of that sort!" My professor said firmly as I look down "I don't think that that's your choice and besides why do you want me to stay? I'm just another student failing your class.." I say as my head still hanging low but I suddenly feel a delicate fingertip under my chin forcing me to look up and lock eyes with my professor it felt forbidden.. It made my breath hitch.

"You're right it isn't my choice but I can try to make you stay. You entered my class because you were interested in the subject and not me. It's nice to have at least one person who actually cares about what you teach. Since there's a test next week.. Do you have anything planned for tonight or are you up for a tutoring session? And IF you still mess up in the test and you still want to quit I'll let you, sound like a deal?" she husked I thought about it for a moment "fine.." I say in a low voice and she finally removed her finger from my face and smiled at me "Ok, c'mon we're not staying here, I might be a college professor during the week but I'm still just a 25-year-old woman on the weekends" she giggled "I don't even know what your name is Ms. Belova" "Well it's Yelena, Yelena Belova" I smirked "Y/n Y/l/n but you already knew that." I say laughing toward the end of my sentence while holding out my hand.

A firm and warm handshake was exchanged but Yelena as I knew her now didn't let go of my hand just yet I had my backpack on my shoulders already so she grabbed her bag and pulled me out of the room she let go of my hand and locked the classroom she then gripped it once again and let go once we were at her car.

It felt nice.. Like having a friend since it'd been months since I've had an interaction like this. We both got in and drove off. "Wait.. Where are we even going? Are you kidnapping me?! I say jokingly I earned a chuckle from Yelena and I felt kind of proud of it "No we're going to my place I've kept all my notes and things from my college times and I thought that going through some of that would help you a bit, or you could just always ask any questions you have about what you don't understand and I'll try to help." she said with a smile "So how's your day been?" she questioned at an attempt to make small talk.

"Oh uhm, It's been.. It's been like every other day I guess fine." I say lowly knowing that it was fine, not bad but also not good just..fine it wasn't good because I felt alone most of the time but it also wasn't bad. After all, I could focus on my work because I never had to be anywhere. "Oh c'mon! I feel like teens or rather young adults like I see every day never feel any other emotion than fine! Tell me how have you seriously been lately." she said worry coating her words.

I sigh "I don't know.. I guess I haven't been letting myself feel anything because if I would then it would be loneliness and sadness but I don't so I guess I've been numb lately.." I blurt out not knowing why I told her so easily, usually, I don't open up this quick.." Why would a young and beautiful girl like you be lonely? Don't you have a boyfriend or a roommate? Friends?" she questioned genuinely wanting to know and not just as a tease.

"Yeah, no.. I don't have a roommate I'm by myself, and I didn't really make an effort to make friends because I wanted to be able to focus on my studies rather than parties which has been working apart for Russian of course. As for the boyfriend part.. I don't want one because boys are annoying and I'm more into girls anyway. " I just came out to my teacher WTF I thought I felt my face heating up so I looked out of the window.

"How about you, don't you have someone you're going home to?" I questioned still looking out the window. Yelena just laughed in response "No. I don't, I don't share my time with men that often." she said between giggles

"I'll be your friend outside of the classroom, of course, I mean unless you find it weird or something." she quickly stated "I don't find it weird, I think it'll be nice to have some sort of friend" I swiftly replied with a smile.

We pull up to an apartment building "We're here!" Yelena says while unbuckling her seat belt and stepping out of the vehicle, I do the same. She grips my hand again sending shivers throughout my body.
She leads me up a flight of stairs to a door with the number 8 on it.

She loosens the grip on my hand and unlocks the door gesturing for me to go inside. I head inside there is a kitchen island with stools, I go to sit on a stool. "Have you eaten today Ms. Belova?" I questioned

"You can call me Yelena outside of school Y/n, and I don't think I have. " she laughed "Can I cook something for you? As a thank you for tutoring me, please?" I ask her with a smile. "Alright you can go through everything and just find what you need, I'm going to go change out of this suit." she said heading to a different room, bedroom probably.

I started to look around and I had everything to make chicken Parmesan (picture above) I washed my hands and started cooking I unintentionally started humming out of instinct, I always hummed when I did anything cleaning, cooking, baking, studying anything really.
I was so in your own little world that I didn't even notice Yelena sat on the other side of the island.

"Do you always hum little songs?" she questioned with a smile "Yeah, it just happens. Is it uhm.. Is it bothering you? I can stop-" I rambled but was cut off "No, it's cute" Yelena stated
Did she just call me CUTE?! 'No. Stop it she's your professor don't go catching feelings.' I thought to myself while putting the pasta in the oven.

I looked at the time. '6.23' I set a mental timer till '6.40' "Alright, we can start once you've eaten!" I say "So are you not eating the food you made?" Yelena questioned "I'm not that hungry really, I rarely eat dinner" "So you just run on lunch? You told me you rarely eat breakfast. Nope. I'm not having that you're eating dinner. You need to take care of yourself  Y/n." Yelena commands with a subtle eye roll. "Ok ok, I'll eat." I say.