This is a StudentxTeacher novel!!
Un·as·sail·a·ble
Adjetive: unable to be attacked, questioned, or defeated.
If I could categorize our relationship in one word, it'd be un·as·sail·a·ble. Of course due to the irony of the meaning itself. We were some...
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🍑W a r n i n g🍑 Thischaptercontainsexplicitsexual content, read atyour own expense. I'm going to skip all the 'only for 18+' crap, because I'm not even 18 myself lmao 💀 Enjoy!
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The hotel wasn't too far away from the bar we'd been, so we walked all the way back in comfortable silence through the night in Munich. The sound of a phone notification got us out of our peaceful walking, noticing it was Vennberg's phone, he casually took it out of his pant's pocket and read the text on the screen. I watched his jaw clench tightly, his eyebrows furrowing as the air around him became visually tense. He then placed his phone back where it was.
I assumed being someone so important required getting phone service wherever you were, you had to be at anyone's reach. I caught his mood swing in a matter of seconds. He seemed strained, something was bothering him. Whatever that text had said, it mustn't have been something very pleasant.
"Do you mind?" Ethan's deep voice distracted me from my thoughts as I looked at him to try and figure out what he meant. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, looking at me questioningly as his other hand had put back the packet into his pocket.
