Joel Miller

For some, student life is boring. Notes, annoying teachers, classmates bragging about what's in fashion now. And for someone, it's a special time when you met your company, made friends, fell in love. And your life has gained colors.

You are an ordinary university student. Every day is the same. Almost nothing new is happening. Until one day your friends and other girls started actively whispering to each other about the new teacher. They described him as a tall, burly man with stubble on his face and dark hair. But you didn't give it much importance, although there was a slight interest.

When the bell rang for a couple, the teacher came into the office: "Hello, group. From this day on, you will have a new literature teacher. Miller, come in."

Heavy unhurried footsteps filled the office. The professor stood next to the desk. He looked even more attractive than the girls described him. The glasses fit the man well, accentuating his profile. He looked over 37, but that didn't make him any less handsome. A low, calm voice came from his lips, which sent a shiver through your body. "Hello, my name is Joel Miller. As you all understood, I am your new literature teacher. If you have any questions during class, don't hesitate to ask or come over after class."