"Nothing can adequately describe
how stunning you appear
in the morning."Every morning, cooking is really not that unusual for me since my parents are still asleep because they're awake at night for their work.
So I don't have any choice but to cook for myself in the morning. Through the years I've been cooking for myself, I can say that my cooking is good and the food tastes good.
I did my morning routines around the home, getting a sermon again from my mother and forgetting my socks, so I chose the other one, which is lighter than my dark blue usual socks.Nothing really changed, just as usual morning routines. If my life was as rich as others, maybe I would be driving one of those expensive cars and not walking like I am doing right now, but reality hits me because I, as an ordinary person, can't achieve the extravagant life that others have.
But it's good exercise for me to walk.
I am sitting and organizing my books based on the schedule for today, and I also heard while coming inside the classroom that we already have another professor for our major subject for this school year. Having our old professor was a bad memory for us. He was caught forcing students, men or women, to do things that were inappropriate on school premises.
But that's all in the past now. The students who were told to do inappropriate things to our professor were already confined to some therapists to help them with their anxiety.
And I was very grateful that I wasn't one of those students because if I had been, maybe that person had already been buried six feet in the ground, and maybe I would have been arrested for the professor's murder because i can't tolerate that kind of harassment.
"Hey broo, maybe you are free later? You want to come with us? Same place as usual." Jason, as usual, remarked every morning.
"Nah, I can't. I need to study. Maybe we will have a surprise stud bro."
"Man, you are such a killjoy person!"
"At the very least, I'm not squandering my parents' hard-earned money. I'm not like you, who gets money from your parents."
I look away and listen to the person who is standing in front of me.
"Everyone listens. The new professor is coming already."
Everyone payed attention and sitted, and mike ask for a extra pen. I checked my bag since i always have extra, atleast in my life i have some extra thing that i can say i am still a person.
A pair of shoes echo in the hallway, which is particularly coming inside our classroom. I don't have time to look at the new professor who just came in, since I am still looking for my extra pen, which I put somewhere in my bag.
Hearing the squealing, giggling, and whispering of the girls in the classroom made me stop and look at the person standing in front of us. And I was dumbfounded, shocked and mixed with emotions. I don't know, but I felt like my prayers and wishes were answered by the heavens above.
The man I've been thinking about since last night just came from the door and is now standing on the professor's podium, exuding an astonishingly respectable appearance. While my classmates have already greeted him, I am unable to open my mouth.
I continued to sit and stare at him in disbelief, but when Mike nudged me and instructed me to greet him, I came to my senses. Before I could get to my feet, a deep but lovely voice started speaking.
"Daydreaming during class and without even having time to say hello, Mr.?" I stared at him and was once again astounded by his beauty in the morning.
"Greetings, Mr."
"I apologize sir, "Huh, Good morning sir. " and I glance down.
I don't know what reaction he had, but I just can't look at him because it was such an embarrassing thing. I stopped my chaotic mind and looked up when he said, "I am just joking. Don't be afraid of me." and smiled.
Please take your seats, students; I believe you are all aware that I am your new professor for your major subject. Right?" He said this while arranging his things on the table.
"Yes sir," they said in unison. He chuckled and smiled again, and that smile makes me want to be his servant for the rest of my life.
"Don't be so formal, students, I am not that old though, " he said, while looking at us individually.
"Then how old are you sir?" Lea the so called Queen Bee of our Department asked.
"Kidding aside, do you really think i am still young and be a professor of one of the most best universities in the whole country?" he said as he begun to power on his Laptop.
"Now let's start the class." as he held his ballpen he start to discuss our lessons. I could say that he's actually good teacher, i can easily uderstand and he gave us way's on how to familiarise and memorize the terms of each.
But one thing i don't like him is that he's being flirty and chatty to every women in our department. Even though he's like that lots of women likes it.
Our classes ended with a happy noises since they like him, well i can't really say no too.
Lunch was great, as always. As i walk in the hallway for my another subject i was stopped by one of the noise from the storage room where books and such things were stored.
I walk closer and closer and put my ears in the door. I was horrified for what i hear it was a voice of a two person, specifically a man and women making out. I back away, but i kick the mop which was put beside the door and it creates noise which made me stop.
I quickly hide besides the lockers when i notice that the noise inside the room stopped. I secretly look who was inside the room. The first person who got outside is the Man and before I could see the man clearly the girl said loudly.
"Mr. Zhan, let's continue."
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Warm Embrace
FanfictionA 21 years old college boy who wants to graduate and fulfil his dream, so that he could get the attention and love for his family. But as he goes on in his life a 30 years old man seems lost from himself, and running away from reality. Both of them...