She thought it was just a crush on her professor. A forbidden, harmless obsession she could keep buried between lectures and late-night study sessions. Professor Alonzo Romano is everything she shouldn’t want—cold, distant, unreadable. The kind of man who never crosses the line, never slips, never reveals anything personal. Strict. Controlled. Untouchable. But the more she watches him, the more she notices the gaps. The things that don’t fit. The way conversations stop when he enters a room. The way strangers lower their voices when his name is mentioned outside campus. The way his calm feels… too practiced. She wasn’t supposed to look closer. Because Alonzo Romano isn’t just a professor. And once she starts seeing the truth behind him, there’s no going back.
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@hcllokzttyThe fluorescent hum of the university corridor was the only sound as Y/n lingered outside the lecture hall. Late autumn light slanted through the tall windows, catching dust motes suspended in the air like tiny, drifting stars.