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Professor doesn't preach
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Ongoing, First published May 31, 2024
Suddenly my eyes caught him. He started walking towards me, He was speaking on phone call. I just ignored his presence, he started following me, I thought he just wanted to get aside, so I diverted my path. But.... 
He grabbed my waist and led me straight, I tried again to move away but he didn't leave me. 

How can he do that, he is a professor. I didn't like this feeling, I removed his hand but he hold my hand firmly. 


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Just read and see, as I myself don't predict it's end. I just tried writing one of my nightmare in a twisted beautiful way. 
If you like it then thanks a ton, if not then thanks too.
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