Enchanted Romance

°Professor°

The moment his name was said, it felt as if the world had gone silent. My eyes were glued to his and the only thing I witnessed was the loveful expression he showed me.

Though he shined bright upon my view, I felt myself being pulled back from that fantasy. Lilac let go of my hand, unclasping it with his and crossed the road, leaving me in a state of stupor.

My consciousness returned shortly after and I made my way back to the store, where a angry man awaited my return.

Once again he yelled, only thing time I paid no mind. I was distracted by the events I'd experiences moments ago, replaying in my mind, hoping I'll get another chance to meet this Lilac.

I spent the rest of the day spaced out. Eventually finishing my shift in a blur. Time seemed to have passed really quickly and the flow of time was rather intense. I wouldn't really say I'd experience that, especially at work. With the constant pressure I have to deal with, the day always passed by slow and I'd usually spend my time avoiding my manager overall.

My shift ended around 8, the evening had already set in the sky, and the warm weather settled down a bit. It was still a bit warm, but the night breeze was more firm then at day.

The city was a bit quieter, but still not as quiet as I'd like. The lights of the many buildings lit everything up. Their colours shadowed everything that was dark, and made everything appear lively.

Walking home, I couldn't help but run my thoughts. The constant memory of that wizard set my mind into a puzzle and I had the erge to meet him once more.

I never actually thought I'd pay mind to such things, but I couldn't deny the fact of what I saw. I still believe this world is boring, and today hasn't changed that much of my beliefs, but I have hope that even in this boring world, we can find something to ease those negative outlooks.

I wonder what he thinks...if I see him again, and asked him. What would he say?

My footsteps slowly disappeared in the shadows of the night, and the beaming lights consumed those shadows. Making my way inside my apartment felt like finally settling down.

I removed my footwear and threw myself on my bed. Without attempting I felt myself drifting in a daze. My eyes shut close, and my aura became peaceful.

The clock which sat upon the counter near my bed ticked, and the outside noise grew faint. On my bed I layed, in a sleeper position. Thoughts tucked away and conscious trapped in a dream world.

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The constant beeping of my alarm awoke me from my slumber. Still caught in a slight state of confusion I turned to face my alarm.

It took me a few seconds to realise it, but the moment I did I got up in a shock. The time read 8:30. I've slept for 12 hours straight!? I couldn't quite understand how, since I've barely ever managed to close my eyes on a regular basis. If most, I'd get 2 hours of sleep before simply waking up and lying there an additional 5 hours.

It's not that I'm complaining though, the rest was much needed and I feel a lot less bothered then normally. Besides that, it does make me wonder as to why. It's been atleast 10 years since I've managed to feel so rested.

I continued feeling amazed, and got myself cleansed. The water felt light on my skin and liveliness entered my mind. After fully getting ready I locked up and made my way to college.

Arriving in class was that of the ordinary. But that sooner changed. As soon as I sat down I heard footsteps slowly heading towards me. The sounds it made, steadily increasing and making its way to me. Looking before me I watched the shadow enter the lecture room.

Once again, I was struck. There he stood. Clothed in a well branded suit and dressed as though he was a professor. The room remained quiet as he introduced himself once again.

"Morning all, I am Professor Von Laurentia, I'll be your mathematical professor for the remainder of your course."

His hair glistened as the sun peaked through the class windows, resting on his strands.

His figure slightly turned and I was met by his gaze. I felt an overwhelming sensation bottling in my chest and it felt as though it might explode.

The lecture began and I listened in wonder as his charms set the class to shin, and his calm toned words remained plastered in my memory.

Time flew by fast and I found myself rushing to catch up to my newly introduced professor.

His presence was extremely noticed and I followed him. Making his way to the library, which stood at the back of campus, tucked away where only few went.

Entering the domain I found myself at the back. Making my way at the end of the cramped pathways compacted by the hundreds of books standing on them, I eventually saw him.

There he stood, a few hair strands brushing against his face, framing it perfectly and his hands gently resting a book upon them. Silence filling the atmosphere as I finally stepped towards him.