𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 18+

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐

Reminder: This is a work of fiction. While I strive to create realistic and engaging characters, I am not a licensed psychologist. Therefore, the psychological concepts and portrayals in this story should not be taken as professional advice or accurate representations of real psychological practices. Please enjoy the story with the understanding that it is a product of imagination and creative expression.

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- 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 - 𝟷:𝟻𝟶 𝙿.𝙼. -

𝐓he next morning, Mia and I strolled into the Psychology building, eager to attend our second class of the semester. The air hummed with anticipation as students chatted in small groups, their voices blending into a steady buzz.

Outside the lecture hall doors, a crowd had gathered, murmuring with excitement. Mia glanced at me, eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Looks like everyone's eager to meet the new professor," she commented, curiosity lacing her voice.

I nodded, surveying the sea of faces. "Seems like it. I wonder what he's like."

We navigated through the throng of students, scanning for an empty seat. Every row appeared to be filled to capacity, and worry crept into my expression.

"See any seats?" Mia whispered, eyes darting around the room.

"Not yet," I replied, squinting in search of a spot.

Just as I was about to suggest trying another lecture hall, a voice called out, "Hey, you two! Over here!"

We turned to see Claire waving us over, a wide grin on her face. She gestured towards a seat beside her, relief washing over Mia. However, tension prickled within me. Mia and Claire had become fast friends since the start of college, but Claire's outspoken nature often clashed with my quieter demeanor. It was like she had a megaphone installed instead of a vocal cord.

"Thank you!" Mia called back, and we made our way through the crowded aisles towards her.

"Saved you some spots," Claire said cheerfully, directing her comment to Mia alone, as usual. Mia settled into the seat beside her, while I lingered awkwardly. "Glad you made it!"

"Thanks," Mia replied, flashing Claire a grateful smile. "This place is packed!"

Claire nodded knowingly. "Yeah, everyone's curious about Professor Mikkelsen. He's supposed to be quite the character."

"Have you heard anything about him?" Mia asked, leaning in with interest.

Claire shrugged nonchalantly. "Just rumors, mostly. Some say he's a genius, others say he's a bit... eccentric. I guess we'll find out soon enough."

"I'll just sit in the back," I interjected, sensing my discomfort rising.

Mia looked up at me with concern. "Are you sure?"

I hesitated, glancing around the packed lecture hall. "Yeah, I think I'll find a spot back there."

"I'll come with you," Mia offered, starting to rise from her seat.

"No, it's okay," I insisted, placing a reassuring hand on her arm. "You stay here. Claire saved that seat for you."

Mia hesitated, torn between staying with me and joining Claire. "But what if it's too crowded?"

"I'll manage," I reassured her with a smile. "Go on. I'll find you later."

Reluctantly, Mia nodded and settled back into her seat beside Claire. "Alright, but text me if you need anything, okay?"