To whoever cares enough to read this lost treasure, my name is Lilura Undergrove, but you can just call me the crazy person who decided to write all my experiences about being a literal human arachnid who can't see colors in this word document on my...
The days blurred together in a whirlwind of classes and study sessions, each one blending seamlessly into the next as I threw myself into my studies. But amidst the chaos of academia, there was one constant that anchored me to reality: Turstin.
Since our date on the night Artemis moved out, Turstin had become a familiar presence in my life, his easy smile and quick wit a welcome reprieve from the weight of my responsibilities. We spent hours together in the library, poring over ancient tomes and deciphering cryptic spells, our shared passion for magic binding us together in ways I never thought possible. I looked up to him in a way, he was so well educated and seemingly had his life together. I hoped that as we grew, maybe I could grow on my own taking tips from his playbook.
As the weeks passed, our relationship deepened, evolving from casual acquaintances to trusted confidants. Turstin listened patiently as I poured out my hopes and fears, my dreams and aspirations, never once judging me for the vulnerabilities I laid bare. I felt like I was snuggled under a blanket freshly pulled from the dryer every time I laid in his arms. Sometimes, as we lay in bed, I would stare at him for hours. Etching his face in my memory. I wanted to keep every curve, every line, every muscle memorized. I was terrified to lose him, to lose what I was feeling.
And in return, I found myself drawn to him in ways I couldn't fully comprehend, his quiet strength and unwavering support igniting a fire within me that burned brighter with each passing day. We shared secrets and whispered promises, forging a connection that transcended the boundaries of friendship and veered into uncharted territory. I couldn't let anyone I wasn't close to know about him because he was a professor at Keria, the school Seren and I attended. I wanted to protect him at all costs, I wanted to protect us.
But even as our bond grew stronger, there was a part of me that hesitated, a nagging voice in the back of my mind that whispered words of caution. Turstin was my professor, after all, a figure of authority with responsibilities that extended far beyond our budding relationship. And yet, despite the risks, I found myself unable to resist the pull of his magnetic charm, the allure of his presence too intoxicating to ignore. I found it enthralling that our relationship was forbidden. But, I felt blessed that It was one of the healthiest relationships I had experienced, despite the lack of public knowledge and PDA.
One evening, as the sun fell below the horizon and the stars began to twinkle in the velvety sky, Turstin and I found ourselves alone in the after school detention classroom, the soft glow of lanterns casting shadows on the shiny new wooden floor beneath our feet. We sat side by side on a bench that sat in front of a table used for lab experiments during regular school hours, our fingers intertwined as we gazed at one another, lost in the beauty of the moment.
"I never expected to find someone like you," Turstin murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he continued to look at me, his eyes shimmering with emotion. "You've brought so much light into my life, Lilura, more than you'll ever know."
I felt my cheeks flush with warmth at his words, a fluttering sensation stirring in the pit of my stomach as I met his gaze with a smile. "And you've brought magic into mine," I replied, my voice soft with sincerity but wrenching at the corny pun I had just made. "I never thought I'd find someone who understood me the way you do, who sees me for who I truly am."
Turstin reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from my face, his touch sending shivers down my spine as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin.
"I don't know what the future holds for us, Lilura," he murmured, his voice pulling me in closer each time he took a breath. "But I do know one thing: I'll always be by your side, no matter what."
"No running?" I whispered, my voice crackling in and out as I held back tears.
"No running." Tustin assured, scooting himself closer to me.
And as we sat there watching the candles that sat in the lanterns flicker, our hearts entwined in a web of magic and destiny, I knew that with Turstin by my side, anything was possible. For in the bonds of love and friendship, there was a power that transcended time and space, a force that could conquer even the darkest of days and lead us into the light. He was my person. This was it, I had finally found him.
The night enveloped us in its comforting embrace as we lingered in the glow of the lanterns, our quiet moments punctuated only by the gentle crackle of the candles. Each flicker seemed to dance to the rhythm of our intertwined hearts, casting shifting shadows across our faces.
Lost in the depths of Turstin's gaze, I felt a sense of peace wash over me, as if the universe had conspired to bring us together in this moment. His presence was a balm to the uncertainties that had plagued my mind, and I found solace in the warmth of his touch.
With a soft sigh, I leaned into him, feeling the steady beat of his heart echoing the cadence of my own. It was as if we were two halves of a whole, drawn together by an invisible thread of fate that had woven its way through the tapestry of our lives.
In the quiet stillness of the night, our words hung suspended like stars in the velvet sky, each one a promise of a future yet to unfold.
"Seren doesn't have a problem with us does she?" Tustin asked as he gently wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, both of us straddling the bench beneath us so we could be closer.
"She isn't thrilled that you're a professor, but I don't think she's made her mind up about you yet."
"Hopefully we can make time for her to hang out with us both so she can get a chance to talk to me."
I giggled into his chest as I buried my face. "You're willingly sacrificing yourself?"
"Oh, I must." He joked, placing his hand under my chin, pulling my face to meet his.
"Be careful, Turstin." I was discouraged. "We don't want to ruin this."
"Relax, we are the only ones here. I made sure, were safe." Turstin smiled gently, crashing his lips lovingly against mine.
I felt sparks fill my body, I had never felt a connection flow through me like this before.
I sighed, allowing my hands to travel along his back as we continued to kiss each other deeply.
Is this what it's supposed to feel like? Is this what I have been missing?
As dawn began to break on the horizon, painting the sky, we remained lost in each other's embrace, content to linger in the magic of the moment. For in that fleeting instant, time stood still, and all that mattered was the love that pulsed between us, a beacon of hope in a world fraught with uncertainty.
In all that calm, there was a jolt between us as the first bell of the morning began to ring.
"We stayed up all night? It's 7am?!?" I pulled away, looking around anxiously.
"It sure looks that way." Turstin sighed.
"How can you be so calm about this?" I stood up, adjusting my clothes.
"I don't want to stop kissing you." Turstin grabbed my hand, his eyes searching for me to return his gaze.
"Shut up!" I whispered quickly. "Are you crazy?"
"Come to my place after your classes are over." Turstin placed a key in my front jean pocket with his free hand.
I pulled away, blushing like a ripe strawberry. "Okay." I nodded, pushing my hair behind my ear before turning to walk away.
Dinner at a hot professor's house? Sign me up.
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