Professor F

The lift dinged when it reached the sixth floor and August still couldn't find her voice as she took the beautiful blonde girl's hand in hers for a brief handshake.

"I'm Stella. And you're August, right?"

Damn! How does she know who I am? How much information does she have about me? Is she some kind of a psycho girlfriend like those in movies?

She nodded as she felt her face turning pale.

"Are you okay? You look sick." Stella asked and tried to touch her shoulders but she avoided her hand as she stepped out of the elevator first.

“S—Sorry. I'm in a hurry." She left and went straight to her apartment.

How did she know my name? Did Flynn mention me to her? But I don't think she knows something about what happened. She doesn't look upset with me unless she's so good at hiding it or she loves Flynn so much she can forgive him easily!

She dropped her bag on the couch and turned on the TV to watch Netflix again but she can’t even pick what show to watch! Her thoughts were filled with Flynn and those moments she had shared with him.

••••••

It's been over a month that August didn't even bump into Flynn in the apartment building, in campus or at the coffee shop. It seemed to her that he is also avoiding her, making sure he's not going out when she is.

They're both smart. They have remembered each other's routine and made sure they won't, in any circumstances, bump into each other and just stick to their usual schedules. He didn't send her messages as well or called her. He's smart enough to realize that she's avoiding him.

And that blonde girl also disappeared like a ghost. She didn't bump into her again.

Maybe she really is a ghost? Or maybe I should stop watching horror movies already? I'm starting to see things.

She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. The day has finally come...

day as

preparing herself to handle his hot professor in

usual light makeup,

out a scholarship form on the PUB computer

her head. That's

the coffee shop to order coffee and one bagel. Henry was on his shift when she went and he told her that he approved her request to change

shop at around ten o'clock, thirty minutes before her first class starts. And as her steps bring her closer to the engineering building,

expect is that she'd see her hot professor standing behind the podium in front while the students were already on their seats. Flynn faced her and she couldn't

oxford shoes, brown

class intentionally coughed

it broke the spell between her and Flynn. She blushed as she walked her way up the stairs going to the back and quietly placed her books and bag on the

indicating classes will commence. And she saw Flynn looked at her

off of their hot professor. She even thought the same word the random guy said earlier seeing the freshmen girls like herself staring

Drooling.

of them knew about this young beautiful blonde woman she saw in his apartment porch, they'd probably feel how she

blonde girl got

that she's also smart like Flynn. Flynn likes smart girls for sure. She must be well-off, too. Judging by the way she dresses and carried herself on those two occasions

with the fact that she knows he's a cheater! Nobody wants a

a handsome

like forever. And all throughout that discussion, she would notice Flynn glancing at her direction a number

just wished no one

she's starting to realize the extent of his

no extent.