pervaxagoras creeping on shy student y/n.. he can't help but blush and look away when y/n looks up at him with those round doe eyes! she's so painfully average in every way - she doesn't catch his eye academically, yet her work isn't so dull and boring that it warrants his scolding. so how come she consistently peforms so well? anaxa just has some really talented students!! <3
consider..... (y/n) who's not even interested in academics but after meeting professor anaxagoras, your entire worldview has changed. the writings on the board are crystal clear, computations are done in your head, information from countless pages is absorbed like sponge... all because he made you stay behind after class one time and nonchalantly told you, "i see potential in your work." >< you never looked back since !! you've been chasing that same high !!
and maybe you're a friendless loser who's never received a sincere compliment before, hence why you latch onto professor anaxa like no other. he sees you for who you are, praises you without empty fluffs of flattery, and you just love him so, so much... his name is repeated across multiple spanning pages in your notebook, he has candid shots mid-lecture on your camera roll, you have a poster of him you designed yourself in your room, you printed out his research papers and even hard-bound them -- you're in so deep, you don't even wanna pull out.
you're not one for academics... but if professor anaxa sees your potential, then you'll unearth it yourself and present it to him as a polished, shimmering gemstone. you don't want to fail him, not ever. you now spend all your time alternating between daydreaming about prof anaxa and getting actual work done; life has never been better for you!
you purchased a polaroid camera a while back, seeing professor anaxa's face as pixels no longer enough for you. you want it printed out in an instant, and there's something so charming about polaroids. ah, but you couldn't use it during class... it'd be too obvious. the first polaroids you have of professor anaxa are taken from the bushes, peeking into his office window, and depicting him conversing with a few curious students. hyacine, you think -- you're jealous of her. phainon, too.
with the distance, the pictures aren't as detailed as you'd like, but it's a start, you'll need to start investing more into this newfound hobby... slotting the polaroids in between your notebook pages, you set off for your class with professor anaxa.
after class, part of the last people exiting the room, someone knocks you over and sends your polaroids flying down to the ground. the perpetrator never looks back, and you're left clumsily picking up your prized treasures, absolutely mortified. you feel it - the piercing stare of professor anaxa behind you. you feel it.
he'll never look at you ever again. he's going to have you expelled. he's transferring out of this college. he's--
he picks up one of your polaroids. raises a brow and gives a minuscule smile before handing it over to you. your shaking hand receives it, waiting for his verdict.
professor anaxa is an angel sent from the heavens: he turns around and leaves you with a single sentence.
"be less conspicuous when taking pictures of me next time."
you collapse to the floor, desire flooding through your veins.
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