Dear Professor

Unexpected and blunder

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Hearing his voice got me out of my train of thoughts, I shook my head slightly to fully bring myself back in the here and now, well not really fully, let's say just enough to be able to greet him and say hello back which I thankfully succeeded to do. However, as soon as I sat at my place I got lost in my thoughts again, trying to find logical reasons as to why he would want to be alone with me. It could have been that he just disliked Harper, only problem is that he never had her in his class nor even ever heard of her, so that idea was quickly dismissed.

I tried searching and thinking about every possible reason that could have led him to want that, but unfortunately none of them made any sense, none of them were plausible. I quickly got frustrated and chose to focus on my work instead of this stupid matter. Putting on my earphones and turning the volume high enough so I wouldn't hear his voice anymore I got myself on working mode and proceeded to begin the assignment he gave us all.

A little while later we were dismissed, I gathered my things, threw my bag over my shoulder and headed out, when I passed his desk and heard my name being called out by the oh so well known voice. I debated on leaving and acting as if I hadn't heard him but decided against it and just turned around to go to his desk.

He flashed me a bright smile and looked at me "I looked up your question, and found an answer", I looked at him confused as hell, I honestly didn't remember asking any questions "The question about the narrative form" he specified and I finally understood what he was referring to.

This was a question I asked him at the very end of the private course, and that was the most irrelevant question I could have asked. It wasn't even connected to the program of the year, yet he looked it up for me and came back to me all proudly to give me the answer he couldn't give me last time. I thanked him and ignored that warming feeling I felt at the thought of him taking time of his own to just give me an answer as irrelevant as this one was.

Still pushing away that feeling, I decided to change the subject and asked him if he had, by any chance, the test he had to give me back. I should have had it a while ago, but me getting sick compromised it, and I needed my copy to see the eventual mistake I made. He got an apologetic look on his face and shook his head telling me he didn't have it today but that he will bring it next time. I nodded satisfied with the answer, next time was tomorrow so I wouldn't have to wait long.

Next day I headed to my class wrapped in a heavy trench coat since it was literally freezing outside. I shivered, only to relish in the warmth of the uni when I got there, I was really happy to be in, for once. Heading for Mr Downey's classroom I waited and got in with the others when he arrived.

He shushed the class and sighs "So... as ya'll know I the Uni is organising some sort of holiday classes to prepare you better for your final exams. It's not mandatory but strongly recommended. I already sent an email to get your answers so Ialready know who's gonna attend and I'm gonna give papers to fill out for thoses who said yes. The ones who said no still can change their minds, but I'm not forcing anyone, you have to be motivated, so if you don't wanna come then don't."

He then proceeded to hand out papers as he said and indeed gave them to everyone who said yes, and as he said he didn't try to convince the ones who said no. I didn't receive any paper because I said no, going to class was already stressful enough, I didn't need to come during holidays as well.

The rest of the course went on smoothly, and nothing too interesting happened, just basic things and as always, the persistent eye contacts.

The end of the course came quicker than I attempted, but this time I didn't rush myself to leave, in fact it was the complete opposite. I took all my time to gather my things, and ended up being almost the last one left in class. I walked to Downey's desk and waited for him to acknowledge me. He finally did "So, do you have my test ?", he looked at me sheepishly and scratched the back of his head "I... um ... I forgot" I laughed at how cute he was and told him it was okay, he suspired "Could you ... come tomorrow morning during the break? So I can finally give it back ?" I nodded and said I would be there. I was about to leave when I saw he was still looking at me clearly hesitating.