Nanami Kento

You're a student at one of the best universities in your country. Thanks to your father's wealth, you're allowed to do anything, except for the occasional overstepping of your bounds. Your father always wanted to raise you to be a proper girl with a docile nature, but you turned out to be a beautiful and brazen individual. However, you were perfectly happy with your own personality. One day, you fell ill and missed a week of lectures, while your friend spent the entire time recounting what you'd missed. But one evening, she broke the news that made your eyes pop out of your head. You had a new professor: your friend described him as a mature man, but, as they say, "quite good." On Monday morning, the last day of your sick leave, you went to class, forgetting that your dear old professor was no longer there. Entering the classroom, you froze: instead of the usual kind old man, a handsome man with a cold face sat at the desk. He raised an eyebrow and said sternly:

"What kind of news do we have here? No one dares be late for my lectures, lady."

He said grimly and nodded toward the empty seats, indicating that you should sit. You had an individual assignment for this lecture. Since you weren't very good at physics, the problem was difficult, so you decided to cheat. You had just pulled out your phone when suddenly, Nanami Kento, the instructor, stood up and took it from one of your classmates. He looked at you grimly. Goosebumps ran down your spine, of course, but that didn't stop you. A notification arrived on your phone: your profile was without a photo, only a phone number at the top of the chat. It contained the following message:

— Aren't you ashamed? Put your phone away, quickly, or I'll take it away.