𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 18+

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟓

(A/N) I really hate chapters 4 and 5. I promised myself I'd never write these kinds of chapters again because I can't stand doing all the research—it's just too time-consuming and annoying. I don't know why I gave my character such a tough assignment; it feels like I'm doing my own homework. I'm definitely not doing this kind of chapter ever again. I'm done.

Like I'm literally the writer and doing this to myself. But again I tried my best and if my research isn't accurate then I apologize respectfully.

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-𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 - 𝟷:𝟷𝟶 𝙿.𝙼-

Professor Mikkelsen walked in with Mia next to him, smiling as they talked. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I caught snippets like "thank you so much" and "you've been a lot of help" from Mia to the professor. I couldn't help but notice how huge Professor Mikkelsen was, towering over Mia with his broad shoulders and imposing presence.

Mia walked to the seat next to me and sat down. "So?" I asked, unable to contain my curiosity.

"So what?" She looked at me with confusion.

"The assignment," I prompted.

"Oh yeah!" she said, finally realizing what I was asking about. "I finished." She answered so casually.

Finished? How did she finish it in just a few minutes? It took me all night. I thought she was supposed to ask for an extension. I felt a mix of relief and disbelief. Mia always had a way of surprising me, pulling off things at the last minute that seemed impossible. But this was impressive even for her.

"Oh, that's great," I said, genuinely happy for her but also a bit puzzled. Mia always managed to land on her feet, no matter how dire the situation seemed.

She took out her phone to check herself out, and I noticed her hair. When did she fix her bun? It looked really nice, neat and elegant. Her dark hair, glossy and smooth, contrasted beautifully with her clear, warm-toned skin. She had this natural glow that made it obvious why so many guys were interested in her. Mia always seemed effortlessly put together, even when she was stressed out.

Before I could ask her about it, Professor Mikkelsen started talking. "Alright, class, settle down. Let's begin."

I glanced at Mia, who seemed more relaxed now. At least the assignment crisis was over, for now. But my mind was still buzzing with questions. How did she manage to finish it so quickly? Did Professor Mikkelsen help her more than she let on? And why didn't she just ask for an extension?

"Yesterday," Professor Mikkelsen began, walking around with the same Lady Macbeth statue. "I gave you all an assignment to analyze a historical criminal case and determine if the individual had a mental illness, and if so, how it influenced their actions. The five students with the most insightful and well-researched presentations will have the opportunity to meet Robert Johnson."

The room buzzed with anticipation. Meeting Robert Johnson, the renowned forensic psychologist, was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. My stomach churned with nerves. I had worked hard on my assignment, but now I wondered if it would be enough.

Professor Mikkelsen continued, "I will call each of you up to present your findings. Remember, the focus is on depth of analysis and understanding the psychological underpinnings of their actions."

He started calling names, and one by one, students went up to present their work. I couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anxiety. What if my presentation wasn't good enough? What if I missed something crucial?