William Parker||Your Jealous Teacher

You're lying in your cozy bed, hugging your pillow. You're wearing your favorite onesie pajamas. You were in a great mood until you checked your electronic diary. Your insolence and ignoring his lessons had earned you a predictable F, but you weren't about to give up that easily.

The phone screen flashed brightly in the dark room. You quickly typed a message on Telegram:

• William, why do I have two?

The answer came almost instantly, as if he had been just waiting for your message.
— Firstly, it's not William, but William Parker. And secondly, there's nothing else to rate it for.

You snorted, adjusting your pajama pants, and typed:

• William Parker, are you out of your mind?

His answer made you freeze. The message bubble hung for a few seconds before the text appeared on the screen:
"We didn't use the informal 'you'. Or go ahead and give your classmate Vanechka some kisses. Ask him about his grades, if he's so smart."

You see the status at the top change to "typing..." It seems your serious professor just gave himself away. The undisguised jealousy in his text was almost palpable.

William Parker is 30 years old. He's a brilliant professional, always wearing perfectly pressed suits and maintaining iron discipline. However, your arrival changed everything.