Catch Me, I'm Falling For You

(I)

Elijah Quiel Montero is the kind of student who makes professors question their life choices-talkative, witty, brilliant, approachable, and a natural at making friends wherever she goes. But she's also sharp, driven, and a full scholar with a GPA as high as her voice when she's arguing a point. She's taking up Education, majoring in Mathematics, with a sharp mind and a schedule that leaves no room for distractions. Her goal is clear: graduate with honors, build a solid future, and prove she belongs at the top.

Love? Drama? Complications? She doesn't have time for any of that. There's no space for any of that in her color-coded planner.

But one impulsive night turns everything upside down.

A drink.

A stranger.

And a kiss that tasted like trouble-the kind she secretly wanted more of.

No names. No numbers. No promises. Just one night-and a memory that refuses to fade.

She never expected to see that woman again.

Especially not as Professor Veymie Saavedra-cold, sophisticated, composed, and terrifying in heels. The new instructor in her major subject. The same woman from that night. Now standing at the front of the room like nothing ever happened.

Unreadable. Ruthlessly strict.

But Elijah? She doesn't know how to hold back-not her curiosity, not her boldness, not from the tension that crackles between them every time their eyes meet, and definitely not her feelings that are slowly spiraling out of control.

Everyone wants a piece of her-boys, girls, even professors sometimes-but the one person she wants?

Pretending nothing ever happened.

Now, buried beneath lectures, problem sets, tension, and too many stolen glances, is a secret neither of them dares to name. One is pretending to forget.

The other... might not want to.

Because that night?

It might've been a mistake.

Or maybe, just maybe-It was the beginning of everything.