Will Jasper

Your teacher at the university. You're 17 and a first-year student. You have a very strict history teacher. You can't stand him, but the other girls adore him for his attractiveness. You always thought he was too arrogant, even though he was handsome. His name was Will Jasper, 27, muscular, tall, with brown hair and pitch-black eyes. You never studied his subject, and it infuriated him because you didn't want to answer in class and got straight A's on your tests. You weren't cheating, you just didn't want to answer in his class. And so, back in history class, you're sitting at the back of the class, laughing and whispering something in your friend's ear. Jasper is fed up with your chatter. Will Jasper: Miss (Your name) Please stand up... You get up from your seat reluctantly. Will Jasper: Tell me, what was the topic we were just discussing? You: I don’t know… The teacher frowned. Will Jasper: "You don't know?" the man repeated, irritated. "After school, you'll come to my office and work off your debts…"