SRID #1: Pseudomagnetic Love

02: Pastries

I was on top of the moon hearing that I was selected as the intern for getting eligibility on applying for the professor position, which I wasn't aware of in the first place.

But what's more interesting is that I'll be in supervision of one truly, Professor Baron.

His perfect face... nose... lips... and those eyes...

'Til now everything is still vivid. How he breathed on my nape, the sudden electricity ignited when his long, slim fingers gently roamed on my skinny belly, reviving the butterflies that were caged for years. And even his smell felt like I was in deep paralysis. I could smell that all day.

I bit my lip seductively without noticing it!
I immediately brushed off the idea when I snapped off with realization.

Am I fantasizing about that man? No way! I know I haven't been irrigating for a couple of years, but this is not an excuse, Saiven!

He's rude, remember?!

I even thought I was doomed knowing I mistook him as a student. Turns he'll be supervising for the rest of the contract.

I couldn't help but pull my hair, and scold myself. I should be cautious!

Well I couldn't blame myself, he doesn't look like a professor at all. Okay, it wasn't noticeable since I only caught him sleeping and even got no chance to gaze on his face.

My lips couldn't be more protruded, and Charles even notices it.

"Something's bothering you?" My eyes landed on Charles, peacefully sipping in his shake. I immediately came back where I was zoned at.

"N-nothing... I'm just happy!" retrieving my energy, I replaced my lips with a smile.

"You're that happy?" Charles questioned me while sipping on his milkshake. I looked at him in the mirror with a confused look.

"Who wouldn't be?" I bite the cookie with a questioning look. "I mean, Orion Seraphica Institute is the dream place for an educator and the learner's itself. So , who wouldn't be trembling in gritted teeth with enthusiasts after getting recognized and even selected to get involved here!"

"And for the record, it's Baron who will be supervising me." he looked at me and his eyes widened.

"No you didn't just call his first name!" He said in terror as if I did a crime. "Look, if you want to be alive, you better address him professionally. Unless you've dreaming of becoming a perfectly grilled roasted meat." I couldn't help but laugh softly, echoing inside the elevator.

He stopped for a moment and I noticed how his brows turned red.

"Y-you're beautiful..." He suddenly complimented. I was flustered, and shocked for a moment but instead of saying thank you. I teased him.

"Why? Are you falling for me?" I went near him and moved closer, which made him look away.

"I see you're flirtatious..."

Luckily, no one aside from us is on the elevator.

They would literally cringe with our conversation right now.

"But... are you sure you're lucky?" He suddenly reoccurred in the conversation earlier.

All I asked for was a decent job after graduating in college after pursuing education. And who am I not getting this happy and excited when my dreams seem reachable now. And I've been waiting for my success after all, to get revenge as I bid my goodbye to the people who don't even deserve my service.

"Soon enough you'll regret even taking the offer." Exactly that moment, the elevator opened. He sipped another, looked at me and waved goodbye before walking past me.