I enter the class and sit on the last bench as i start scribbling on my notebook. Its been one week from when my college started and everything was going good. But the best part of all was my English Professor. He was a hot mess. Six feet tall, toned abs to which his white shirt hugged his body. He was literally a wet dream.
My attention diverted to the entrance of the class as the professor entered. I looked at his moments as he came and stood in the middle of the class.
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