It's been a day since my professor whose name I learned is Daniel, took me to his house. I've honestly just been thinking about what might've happened if I wouldn't have left, I regret leaving so soon honestly. Right now it's 9pm and I am writing a paper for his class, it's about historical romance in music, odd. We are writing about romance in our own lives. It's slowly just getting later and i'm getting more tired.
'He asked me if I would like to stay, what would happen if I did? Would I make a mistake or make the best mistake I could have? It's hard to tell. The way his eyes follow my movement and his soft lips that cause so much damage to my heart, it's insane to me. The way his voice sounds so sweet but yet so evil in my ears, is it love or lust?' Daniel read out, i'm at a tutor session with him right now, he's reading my romance paper I wrote for his class to me, I now realize it was very inappropriate but I was half asleep, give me a break. "You know I cannot grade this right?" He said interrupting my thoughts, I looked up at him "Yeah, i'm really sorry. It was late and I was tired.." He cut me off, "Dont worry about it, I'll give you the grade but I expect another paper, not about me." He said with a serious tone, "Got it." I nodded.
