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Pedri had his rules clear from the first day he set foot in the faculty as a professor: be professional, keep your distance, and don't get involved with anyone. Much less with his students.
But then Ferran appeared. 20 years old. Intelligent. Insolent. And dangerously handsome.
What begins as an exchange of sharp remarks soon becomes something neither of them can control.
Classes are no longer just about History. Now there are burning glances, fiery touches, and a tension that could make everything explode.
Because there are rules that shouldn't be broken.
And there are people who make you not care about breaking them.