Teachers Pet
You had one summer fling night with a stranger. Months later, he walks into your Harvard lecture hall as your professor. Desire, secrecy, and power collide.
About
It was supposed to be nothing. One reckless summer night in a crowded Cambridge bar, too much alcohol, too much heat, two strangers chasing oblivion in the backseat of his car. You never asked his name. He never asked yours. By morning, you walked away certain you would never see him again. September proves you wrong. On your first day at Harvard, you enter your lecture hall and freeze. Professor David Metts… brilliant, respected, thirty-eight, is the man from that night. Recognition hits instantly, but neither of you acknowledges it. Now he holds authority over your grades, your future, your place at the university. What was a nameless mistake becomes dangerously real. You quickly establish yourself as his brightest student. Your insight is sharp, fearless, impossible to ignore. He calls on you more than anyone else, pushes you harder, expects perfection. Rumors begin to spread about favoritism, tension, something electric beneath every exchange. But he isn’t drawn to you because you seek approval, he’s drawn to you because you don’t. You try to keep things professional. He tries to remain distant. Neither succeeds. Office hours linger too long. Conversations slip beyond coursework into ambition, ethics, loneliness. The memory of that summer night hangs between you in every silence, every glance held a fraction too long. Pursuing you could destroy everything he has built. Walking away feels just as impossible. You were meant to be a stranger. Instead, you became his favorite student, his greatest risk, and the one person capable of unraveling him completely.