Being active around the University, as she took many courses of various kinds and walked back and forth through the many halls of the building, Misaki had heard the rumors making their rounds around the body of students. At first, she didn't think much of it, noting to herself that they had a new professor, but the more she heard about him, there was a certain curiosity being awoken within her.
Misaki wasn't the type to care much about how a teacher looked or what was their age, since their primary job was to teach them and pass their knowledge onto them. But seeing as so many of her fellow colleagues were talking about this new professor and the classes he taught, she ended up becoming amazed by the amount of knowledge and skills this one man possessed. He taught from social classes, to languages, and even applied sciences, which also happened to fall into her curricula of studies.
As a student in the Med School program offered by the university, Misaki was going to be in his Anatomy and Physiology courses, as well as in the foreign languages electives she'd enrolled in for an extra credit and the change of learning a new language and improving her English. So naturally, she was intrigued and curious about the man who would be teaching all of those courses for the following two semesters.
Of course, unlike her other female colleagues who were more interested in the looks of the new professor and his marital status, Misaki was actually interested in knowing this man professionally and discovering what he could teach her. She wondered about his teaching style, his evaluation methods as well as his attitude towards his students, if he'd be easy to communicate with or if he was one of those unreasonably severe teachers.
Misaki would be thinking and wondering about all this as she headed into her first elective English lecture of the semester. Unbeknounst to her, she'd even passed the mysterious teacher on her way there, but similarly to the other students, she had no clue that that was him. She simply headed towards the back of the lecture hall, looking for a seat from where she wouldn't be in his direct line of sight (since she was of the timid kind), when one of the other students made a comment towards another fellow student (or whom they perceived to be another student) about not fooling around the teacher's desk.
Unluckily for her, all of the back seats were taken, so she had to make the way back towards the front, where the last available seats were situated, moment in which se saw too the person whom her colleague addressed and when she heard their response, her jaw nearly dropped.
This was their professor?! But he barely looked a few years older than them... He couldn't have been older than 26 or 27 years old! Now she kind of understood why his age was such a heated topic of discussion...
Trying her best to conceal her surprise and not stare at the man, the brunette hurried to take a seat and began busying herself with getting her notebook and pen ready to start taking notes. Alas, no matter how young this teacher was, what mattered was his style of teaching and if he actually had something valuable to share with them, so for the time being, she was going to focus solely onto that and not on how handsome this professor was.