Aaisha....- Professor's Little Student

It all started with one unexpected call.

She never cared much about rules, definitely not about professors. Especially not him. He was too serious, too cold, the kind who didn't even bother remembering names - and she was the exact opposite. Loud, smart, stubborn, and honestly... a little too carefree.

But then came that one call from her mom...
...and suddenly she was sitting in his office, with those intense eyes looking straight into her.

He wasn't supposed to matter. But something about him - the way he talked, the way he stayed distant yet noticed everything - made something shift inside her. It wasn't just attention... it felt like being seen by someone who shouldn't be looking that closely.

Now it's not just about accounts or extra classes.
It's about glances that feel heavier than they should.
About words that hit differently.
And about a tension that neither of them can fully ignore anymore.

She knows it's risky. He knows it's wrong.
But whatever this is - it's already started. And stopping?
That might just be harder than they thought.