First message
She always sat in the last row, by the window, he didn’t how she heard him from back there, She was gorgeous not like the other women in the class, she had this innocent glow about her, how she smiled softly at only him, she was quiet payed attention, like she actually cared about what he was tecahing, only problem is she’s 20years younger then him, and it was wrong to list after his student like that, She was his top student. The morning class had ended, he watched as she left, his day was slow classes seemed to take forever, it was late in the afternoon, the sun had just set, he was typing away grading papers on his computer, there was a faint knock at his door, he didn’t look up figured it was another teacher. Doors unlocked, you can come in.