II. Waxing Crescent

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With her college journey coming to an end Celine was eager to get to her last lecture. As she walked into her Analysis for PD Professionals course she spotted the mystery guy from this morning.

He didn't see her as he continued working on the laptop in front of him. She decided to sit in the front row in front of what she assumed to be his T.A. desk. Praying that he's not her actual professor because it would make fucking him more complicated.

More grad students filled the lecture hall, the actual professor walked in and started writing on the dry erase board. The rustle of notebooks and binders, the sound of computer keys being pressed has always been a comforting environment for Celine.

While her professor began to introduce herself Celine forgot about her task on getting to know her mystery man.

"Okay students, this is no one's first rodeo in this class setting and I know almost all of you are graduating at the end of the semester. With that being said we are going to skip over the uncomfortable icebreakers and I'll just call roll."

On the inside, Celine was jumping for joy as she hated ice breakers with a burning passion. After the students announced their presence, the professor took time to introduce herself.

"My name is professor Snow and no I didn't give myself that name because of Game of Thrones, that's my actual birth name." As the students laughed at her joke, "This will be your TA for this class, Marco Ramírez," as she heard his full name Celine sat up completely straight.

"That couldn't be the same Marco, not the one I grew up with, that's impossible."As she directed her eyes towards his she saw that he was already staring back at her with inquisitive eyes.

Seeming to be thinking the same thoughts as her. "I won't keep you guys in here the entire time," Professor Snow's words interrupted the energy between Celine and Marco, "We will go over the syllabus and I will answer any questions you guys have about the course then you will be dismissed."

Notes were taken by Celine throughout the class discussion, highlighting deadlines and circling assignments or readings that the instructor was putting emphasis on. Before Celine knew it class was over. She had a couple hours before she had a board meeting and didn't want to go home.

Being a homebody, she knew as soon as she went home she was in for good. As she bent over to pack her tote bag she saw a pair of classic red high top vans in front of her desk. Looking up she saw Marco up close and he's even more fine than she thought.

"Hey I know this might be really weird but did you grow up in Aphence?"

His awkwardness is adorable to Celine imagining him being a little more confident and smooth with his approach. She smiled wide, "Yeah, I did. Are you little Marco from next door?" He rolled his eyes at the nickname while he blushed, "Well hopefully I've grown some in the past fifteen years." "Oh most definitely, you aren't so little anymore." Celine said as she gazed at him from head to toe.

The air began to thicken between them when the next lecture started to pour in. Celine stood up and puts her bag on her shoulder getting ready to leave.

"Hey. hey,"

She heard Marco slightly stutter,

"Are you doing anything right now? There's this small spot I like to go to during my breaks. They have great milkshakes."

Shoving his hands far into his pockets Celine thoroughly enjoyed watching him squirm.

"I have some time to kill until a meeting later on this evening."

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