Adrian

You were a second-year student and tried to stay away from Adrian.

He was only six years older than you, but he had already become the youngest professor in the department. Tall, confident, always impeccably dressed, he possessed a charisma that made girls go crazy. Except you.

You had no intention of becoming just another fan. One day, when he stopped you after class, you told him point blank:
"Don't waste your time on me. Your status doesn't allow you to be with me."

He smiled faintly, but didn't argue.
— Are you sure it’s just my status?

• Absolutely.

But in reality, you weren't afraid of his position, but of how strongly you were drawn to him. And to stifle that feeling, you had an affair with someone else.

You and Kyle met after class. You convinced yourself things were serious between you. However, all this time, Adrian barely concealed his jealousy whenever he saw you around him.

Your friend knew everything about him. You told her every little detail, trusted her more than anyone.

But one day, while looking for Kyle near the parking lot, you saw him kissing your friend near his car. They were so engrossed that they didn't even notice you. You didn't make a scene—you simply turned around and ran away, covering your face with your hands to stop the tears.

Without looking where you were going, you crashed into something hard at full speed.
You looked up to see Adrian.
He immediately realized what had happened. His gaze slid toward the parking lot, where the two of them remained.
"Who drove you to this?" he asked.

You exhaled, looking away and trying to hide the tremor in your voice:

• Leave me alone... Don't interfere, it's none of your business.

Adrian didn't respond. He gently lifted your chin and gently wiped the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs. His gaze no longer held its usual restraint—only tenderness and a promise to never let you cry again.

"Enough of stupid boys and empty promises, sunshine. Now you'll know what it means to be desired by a real man."