Mr. Joseph will see you now
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MatureOngoing22m
Last published Sat, Nov 30, 2019
After years of mental and physical abuse from her father, and 2 years after graduating highschool, Sierra Kaplan has saved enough money to leave her father behind and start her first year at college at Ohio State. When college starts and classes have begun, she develops a little crush in one of her favorite classes.
Her favorite class, English Lit, is taught by a tan, tattooed, and handsome 27 year old professor, Mr. Tyler Joseph, who just can't seem to take his eyes off of Sierra.
When Sierra starts to face problems from her past, it becomes obvious to everyone around her that she starts to go through hell. The professor can't seem to ignore her needs -- or his desires any longer.
Writer- T @tylertantrumzz on ig, wattpad, and twitter
Viewer Discretion- * TRIGGER WARNINGS *: Mentions of suicide, acts of violence and self harm, alcohol and drug use, and mentions of anxiety and depression
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