** Mature Content 18+**
Shubman placed his phone on the desk , the call with Ishan terminated. He hadn't meant to end it, but his focus shifted to the distressed voice of his student who entered Inside without knocking.
Usually , Shubman hates this kind of behaviour of students , he was about to scold the girl. But seeing her on the verge of crying , Shubman gulped his anger.
A female student stood before him, her presence jarring. The girl's eyes brimmed with tears, her face pale. She was wearing a tight fitted navy blue jeans with a white tank top. Their institute is open-minded about the dressing of students , they only focus on students'academic performance.
"Why did you enter without knocking?"
Shubman's stern tone softened, noting her red-rimmed eyes.
Shubman leaned back in his chair . Today he had no intention of getting angry. After a sweet night with Ishan , his mood was extremely light.The warmth in his chest was palpable, lingering from his conversation with Ishan a moment ago. Still he felt a little irritated as his conversation with Ishan was suddenly interrupted by this girl.
The girl lowered her head, fidgeting. "Sorry, sir..."
Shubman sighed. "Don't do this again. Take a seat."
She pulled a chair closer, her tote bag clutched on her lap, and sat. She bent more than needed , flashing her cleavage in front of her professor. Shubman didn't notice , his eyes were on the black screen of his phone , waiting for a message notification from Ishan.
"Can I help you?" Shubman asked gruffly, without looking at her.
Her sharp eyes were scanning the man in front of her.The student's gaze drifted to his lips, her thoughts wandering. She had harbored a secret crush on Shubman since the semester began.
As soon as Shubman raised his eyes , her facial expression changed in an instant.
Sniffling, she met Shubman's gaze.
"Sir, I'm Nisha , a fresher... recently I'm struggling to balance studies and personal life. The academic pressure here is overwhelming."
Shubman's initial irritation dissipated. As a professor, it was his duty to support students' mental well-being.
"Aren't you getting enough time to study?"
he asked gently.
The girl's voice trembled. "No, sir... I'm constantly stressed. My grades are suffering."
Shubman nodded. The best he could do to help her was telling her to make a study plan , distract herself less etc . But the girl's problem didn't seem like not getting enough time to study or not understanding the subject. She was highlighting the ' personal problem ' thing very much. It'd be improper to ask directly about her personal matters and Shubman didn't have any interest in it.
Shubman leaned forward, supporting his elbow on the desk .
"Just work on your daily study plan , fix 4 to 5 hours for self study , y-"
She bit her lips and shook her head.
" No , that's not the problem. "
Shubman felt a little irritated.
" Just tell me clearly how I can help you ?"
She raised her eyes to meet Shubman's gaze.
" Sir , l want to tell you everything I have been keeping hidden in my heart. "
Shubman got startled by her words. What were her intentions , Shubman was having some doubts.
She exhaled and said ,
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Love in the shadows (Ishman)
FanficA love story between a young renowned professor and his student. The young professor went to a remote village to solve his father's property related issues , there he rescued a boy who was his student , from his abusive brother. The long forgotten f...
