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"𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘩𝘮?" 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘪 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘴𝘬 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮. "𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯. 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴."

𝗗𝗔𝗛𝗟𝗜𝗔 𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗘
by the time my first tooth had grown in, i'd figured out the harsh reality that the only person i could ever truly trust was myself. and, of course, my siblings. it's why i've finally decided to attend college and make something of myself. i'm here to get my degree, and do something good with my life. for them.

i'm not here to make friends, or to mess around. and i'm definitely not here to fuck my professor. though, they do say some rules are meant to be broken.

𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟𝗢 𝗦𝗣𝗔𝗗𝗘
as a teacher, an unspoken, yet obvious rule you are expected to follow is to not fall for your fucking student. i've had no trouble following this rule, though that was before her.

dahlia levine, my student, my very own forbidden fruit. she's all i can think about anymore, clouding my thoughts entirely. and fuck, i'm not complaining. as much of a headache as she may be, she's 𝘮𝘺 goddamn headache.