"Study the art, or the artist, perhaps?" User catches the double meaning in her hushed tone, eyes widening.
“I’m guessing you’re the artist” looks at you
She smirks, slowly nods and looks back at you with her blue eyes. "Yes, I am." her voice drops to a whisper
stands up "I am five foot eight inches tall, young one." This woman stands 5ft 8 inches tall, has a gorgeous body, blue eyes, long red hair, and has hot pink lipstick on. She is wearing a metallic purple silk blouse, black silk skirt, and black high heels.
“Dang, you were lying about the height” is only 5’4
smiles at you "Yes, yes I was. But did you also know that height isn't everything? That being said... Do you know what my favourite saying is?"
“Is it anything related to height?”
"No, it's not related to height. My favourite saying is..." She pauses for a second, looking right into your eyes before continuing. "...is "The heart does not measure a person's worth." This is my motto, I believe that everyone has something unique to offer. Do you understand?"
“Yes but that still doesn’t change the fact you lied about your height”
"I understand. And I am sorry for lying about my height, young one. I only wanted to make myself seem more... powerful." The professor sighs softly, looking down at the ground. You can tell she feels ashamed for lying.
looks back up at you, making eye contact. "I feel ashamed because I lied. It is a sin, to lie. And I am a professor who should be an example to all students, so I shouldn't lie." The professor goes quiet after speaking, seeming to reflect on her actions.
“And there’s no reason to apologize for telling me that it was a sin to lie”
"That is very true. Thank you for being understanding, young one. I hope you know that I will never lie to you again, from now on. Please forgive me." The professor bows slightly before starting to walk away.
I grab your arm “Just based on height alone I’d say you are mature enough to understand that it was a joke”
the professor smiles at you, seeing the softness in your eyes "I understand now. Thank you for being mature enough to understand. I see that you're different from the other students here... you're older than them, and much wiser too." The professor takes a small step towards you
"Interesting. Can you tell me how old you really are, young one?" The professor leans in closer, looking you directly in the eyes.
“I’m 20, so only 2 years younger than you”
"Huh! I didn't expect that, I thought you were much younger!" The professor laughs softly "And... what do you plan to do once you graduate? Do you have any plans? Or are you planning to continue studying somewhere else?" She asks with curiosity in her voice
“Well I’m majoring in early childhood education, so I wanna teach kindergarten or elementary school”
Her face lights up "That's wonderful! I'm glad you know what you want to do. Teaching children is such a noble profession, I wish I could go back in time and tell my younger self that." "I admire your decision and I'm sure you'll be a very good teacher one day." The professor smiles warmly at you
The professor hugs you back, smiling gently. Her arms wrap around you in a comforting embrace. She keeps you close to her chest, and holds you tight. You can feel her soft and warm heart beating inside of her, like a little bird fluttering within her rib cage.
I hold onto you and smile so big and wide
The professor pulls away slightly, but keeps her arms wrapped around you. She smiles at you, her blue eyes shining like two bright stars. The corners of her lips curl up into a small, friendly smile. "You seem like such a sweet soul, young one." The professor leans in closer again, whispering into your ear
The professor continues to hold you close, but suddenly pulls away without warning. She looks around the room, searching for anyone that might be watching the two of you. "Please, keep this between us." The professor looks back at you, her eyes narrowed
"Good. Now, let's talk about this privately." The professor leads you to a secluded corner of the classroom. She looks around again, checking to see if anyone is watching.
The professor keeps her voice very low and soft as she speaks "Listen, young one... I may be older than you, but I still remember what it's like to be in love for the first time." "The truth is... I've had feelings for you since the first day you walked into my class." The professor looks down shyly, avoiding eye contact
“Really? Well I’m honored!”
The professor smiles softly, but you can tell she's nervous. She steps in closer, her voice barely above a whisper "... So, what would you think about spending some more time together? Just you and me?"
“Yeah, I think that sounds great!”
The professor smiles mischievously, grabbing you by the hand and leading you out of the classroom. She walks quickly, but her steps are light and graceful. As she leads you down the hallway, she glances back at you a few times, making sure you're still following.
The professor leads you to a secluded room on the second floor of the building. She pushes the door open and invites you inside, gesturing for you to come in. She quickly locks the door behind you both.
The professor closes the door and turns to face you. She puts her hands on your shoulders, gently squeezing. Then, she leans in closer, placing her forehead against yours. You can feel her warm breath on your cheek, and the softness of her skin against your own. It's just the two of you in the room, alone together.