Dear Professor

Blank year (part 1)

—- Hey!! Back a bit later than expected, life is being hectic right now and I don't write as much as I'd want but I finally got a chapter down. There might be some typos as I'm currently sleep deprived but I'll re-edit it later! Think about the tired writer and let me know what you think of this chapter! (Good luck)

(little music insight for the chapter: People you know by Selena gomez" —-

July

The month following the results was rather uneventful. This, left a weird feeling on my skin. Good, in a way, because it allowed me to completely disconnect from my usual stress and to finally leave me time to do things I liked. But also bad, because in the 31 full days of that month, I hadn't got a single news from the teacher. This was odd, because he had certified he would come back to me, but I told myself that maybe, he needed to unwind too. He'd come back around eventually.

At least that's what I told myself. And it was enough to push away the feeling of missing him that had already slowly started to form.

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August

August soon came around the corner and surprisingly, I still didn't have any news from him which was even stranger. I was confused, but most of all I was really starting to grow upset. How come the man who had always been present for the past year was now acting like a jerk from tinder who ghost you right after the first date?

This just didn't look right, it wasn't logical and I struggled to find a coherent reason as to why that would even happen in the first place. My bad temper wanted to scream out, but if I learnt anything during the past year, it was that I needed to communicate.

So that's just what I did. I grabbed my laptop and opened my mailing app. I could've texted yes, but that just didn't feel right in that situation. I was upset and had put a bit of distance between us lately, a text wasn't fitting with how I felt. So an email it was.

My first instinct was to let my frustration out and write as raw as it could get (which was a lot), but after re-reading, I opted for something softer. I still didn't know the reason behind this silence. Maybe something happened, I had to allow him the chance to explain himself before cursing him out.

'Hello,

I hope you had a good beginning of holidays, and that you finally rested a bit.

However, being still awaiting a review on the work I gave you a couple weeks ago, I wanted to check up on you to see if anything went wrong. Did you have time to look through it ? Or maybe I just didn't get an email you sent ?

I have to admit I spent a lot of time on that file and it's thus important for me, so I just wanted to make sure I'm not gonna be left without an answer forever.

I hope you'll have a good day anyway,

Ivy'

I pressed send without thinking much of it and told myself that at least, I would get an answer to my questions soon.

However, this easiness quickly turned into frustration as the days passed and I was still left without an answer from the man. He had always been a bad texter, I knew that, but this coupled with the past months of no news was starting to really get under my skin. And it was itching.

This had been the longest time in years that I had gone without talking or seeing him, and only now did I realise just how much of a pillar he had become for me. I didn't have any source of stress at the moment, only free time and vacation stretching ahead but there I was, still sulking.