𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝟐 [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬]

Accepted

I sucked the juice off my fingers. Wow, it kinda feels like we actually fūcked. It's not the same, but it was still enjoyable.

Sora slowly opens his eyes and looks at his lower side covered in ćum. "Shīt..."

"Made a mess on yourself?" I asked hiding my giggle.

"Shut up," he chuckled rubbing his eyes with his arm. His eyes were feeling heavier as the drowsiness kicks in.

"Sleepy?"

"Yeah..." He yawns.

I felt a slight bit of drowsiness myself. I let out a huge yawn and sighed. "Well don't fight it. Clean up and get to bed."

"Aight," he said closing his eyes. This man is not slick. "I meant off call, clingy-āss."

He sucks his teeth in disappointment. "Man..."

"You really want my computer to heat up staying on call with you? Unless you're paying me a new one."

He snickers while cleaning himself. "Okay, goodnight. For real this time."

"Night, Sora. Call me when classes are over, kay?"

"Wait teach." I looked back at the screen. "Hm?"

"Aren't you gonna say it?" I confusingly looked to the side, then back at him. "Say...what?"

"Hold on." He types in the chat.

$ky_Zimmonz: Ai luvyoo

I squinted to read what he typed. "The hell is 'Ai luvyoo'? WAIT—"

"Aww you love me, teach?"

"DID YOU REALLY JUST TRICK ME INTO SAYING—"

$ky_Zimmonz ended the call with you (51 min)
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Did he just hang up on me?! Ugh, he's such a dumbāss. I closed my computer in annoyance.

That's fine. Just wait until I come over there. I'll greet him with a backfire.

Weeks later • VenVill University

Yunessa, the chancellor of the university, evens the stacks of my applications on the desk. "So Y/n, is it?"

"Y-Yes, correct." I used every piece of strength in my soul to keep myself stable sitting in front of the Chancellor. Why is she so...hot? Her accent is astonishing. I need to know her skin routine. And she's a D cup too? Whew, now that's a dream.

"From experience, you have a very impressive style of teaching and receive the least complaints the year you've started."

Wouldn't expect less of an advanced diploma.

She sets the papers down. "As you know, VenVill has lost a professor due to reasons I'd rather not brief on...haha."

She's laughing it off, but I can tell she feels embarrassed about it. Poor her.

"...but I'm glad that you are willing to take the position as a new, and hopefully better, professor for our underclassmen."

I smiled and gave her a reassurance. "You can put your trust in me. I'm not really the type to disappoint."

"Aha, well I love your attitude, Ms. Y/n." She rested her arms on the desk. "Since you have experience in teaching, do you know anyone familiar that went to Hamon Highschool?

"The only person that would be is my close student, Sora Simmons."

"Ah, Sky you mean...yes I hear about him a lot."

From that tone of voice, sounds like she hears about him so much that she'd rather be deaf. Geez, Sora. What have you done...?

I stutter with a question. "Y-Yeah um...he's not causing any sort of trouble, right?"

"For the past year, no. Very good student coming from most of his other professors. It's just...he's a handful sometimes, no?" She laughs a little.

I sigh in relief. "Couldn't agree more. Well since he's in the class, I'll be sure tone him down a bit."

She smiled and passes back my application papers. "I see the best in you, Miss Y/n. I believe you're suitable enough to be part of VenVill University."

My eyebrows rise up. "So that means...?"

She stands up from her seat and holds her hand out. "Very welcome to have you. Starting next Monday, yes?"

I stood up and shook her hands. "Starting next Monday!"

// continue //