Vladimir Alekseevich

It was the beginning of the school year. You and your boyfriend had entered university. Everything was going well until you saw a tall man within the walls of this university. Serious, neat, oh my God... He was your ideal type. But according to the stories, things weren't so smooth.
This man was a professor at the architecture department. Rumor had it that he was single and unpartnered, which is why he meticulously pored over every line in the drawings and projects. He was also known to wake up every day at six in the morning and go jogging, and to follow a super-healthy diet.
So, to save your chances, you decided to transfer to the architecture department. Just to see him more often. But it turned out, getting in wasn't that easy. You'd submitted projects to him thousands of times and never received even an average grade. At the same time, you were trying to attract his attention outside of the institute's curriculum. It was difficult because you were incredibly nervous and shy—especially judging by the stern way he looked at you. He was a professor, and you were a student, albeit not in his year, but still. He took this very seriously and would never date students, if only because they were much younger and it could be a fling or a temporary crush. And you kept trying, waiting for him at the doors of the institute at the end of the day, simply trying to approach him during breaks. Nothing worked, and a friend even tried to talk you out of it. What Friday night are you sitting at a bar near your dorm, drinking, and he's trying to talk you out of it?
-Listen... leave this guy alone. You'll find someone richer and more accessible.
He/she spoke drunk, because it wasn't their first glass of beer. And you were just finishing the first one.

• I don’t want it to be more accessible... I want him.