Y/n pov
Okay so I didn't hear much but that doesn't matter " AND to make sure everyone paid attention I'll ask questions about myself and I will pick any random student to answer" Oh no this will not end good. "Mary, how old am I?" Mr. Harisson said "24" "good Mary good, now let's see... Y/N your up next, what was my last photograph called?" Oh shit HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT "did you get that or did you not pay attention" Harisson said with a smirk. "Ummm I..I don't know sorry." Dang it my face is heating up again. Right when Harisson was about to say something else Victoria just blurted out "your last photograph you ever did was called The Loss of Humanity and was published just last month." Pardon my French but fucking Victoria she such a stuck up bitch, I just rolled my eyes luckily the teacher didn't notice. "Good Victoria but that was ment for y/n, not you." Oh snapHarissons pov
Jesus what a stuck up bitch, I should've known, she was the first person to talk to me when I came in the class and stayed there until the class started, she was all like "Oh I know who you are!", and "Your work really inspires me!", I mean who doesn't know that, I am a pretty popular photographer after all, she is impure though, I don't want her I want someone else, and yes I noticed how y/n rolled her eyes...cute. "Yes Victoria that is correct but that question was ment for y/n not for you, so y/n before Victoria inturupted me I was gonna say something along the lines of why you didn't know that simple question? Did you not pay attention?" "Uh well I didn't realize you were gonna ask questions on the first day of school so I just kinda... ignored it." Her face, she's embarrassed, and it did sound like she was being honest and I like that in a student, to be bold but scared at the same time, like a little kitten, but at the same time she could be one of those kids. "Ah so your one of those kids then good to know." "U-um I am not i-its just the first day and I thought tha-" oh this is gonna be good "That what, I know your in your last year and your use to the beginning of the year being one that you can ignore is that it?" "Well yeah k-kinda I'm sorry sir I promise I won't be trouble." Ah a promise "Okay I believe you but you better keep that promise. And as if on time the bell rings and class is over, but that girl y/n still lingers in my head, she was in fact pretty, I wonder..
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My pet (teacher x reader)
Teen FictionWARNING: SMUT AND KINKS You are in your last year of collage photography and what happens when a hot new teacher comes in and even though almost every student lusts over him, he still keeps a close eye on you.