"Actually Esme, I'd like to have a word with you alone." Mr. Jung told me, standing up as the rest of the students flowed out of the classroom.

A few girls shot me jealous dripping looks due to the professor asking only me to stay. However I wasn't sure if I was too lucky, this could be either a good thing or a bad thing. Either way, I was especially excited to be with him in private .

"I put in some thoughts into creating some sort of online platform where information is accessible to the students, and I think I came up with a solution we can both agree to." He told me with a matter-of-fact tone. Mr.Jung obviously had no intentions of fooling around with anyone.

I nodded "Thanks for considering my idea."

He nodded. "However I wanted to know if you were interested in running the sight. I think the website can be a place where students can upload notes and study guides if they wish to help out their classmates based off of the lessons I teach. This is as much help you're going to get with access information from me as I believe that students simply should pay attention but that's not your concern. It's up to you. I could see the website as something very beneficial, or useless...it's your choice."

I smiled "That's an awesome Mr. Jung I'd love to! I could even post a section where students can sign up as tutors. Does this mean I'm sort of a class president?" maybe I was biting off more than I could chew.

Mr.Jung nodded. "Yes, you have presented an interest in helping your classmates so I will entitle you as the class president for now." He walked over to his desk and sat down. "Thank you Esme, and that was all."

I nodded feeling heat rising to my cheeks "No, thank you."

I turned towards the door and I felt his eyes on me.

"Oh, one more thing." He said making me turn around immediately, I don't even think I was breathing at this point. I was definitely blushing now. I didn't know sexual tension existed up until this very moment.

"Do you think my class will be so challenging you'll need a tutor?" Mr.Jung eyes were knowing, as if he already knew.

I swallowed hard. "You already know the answer to that, since you've been profiling me. Right, Mr.Jung?" My words were breathy, I had to calm down. It was only the first day.

He nodded "You may leave."

When I finally left his classroom I breathed in a deep breath of air. My entire body felt as if someone had set me on fire.

I had one period left until lunch, so I needed to clear up my act before I walked in.

*
The bell rang dismissing my art class and I practically ran out of the room to find Tang.

Instead, Ryan surprised me from behind by gently squeezing the sides of my waist.

"Oh my gosh!" I said alarmed while whipping around and playfully hitting Ryan "You scared me."

He smiled and his eyes smiled as well. "Sorry couldn't help it. How's your day going so far? Wait no, tell me over lunch." He laced his fingers between mine and lifted my bag off of my shoulder and onto his. "You gotta taste for something?"

I nodded "Chicken!" and we both chuckled.

As we made our way out of the University's large doors I caught Mr.Jung's eyes as he was probably heading to lunch making me suddenly want to let go of Ryan's hand.

Ryan didn't notice, and we continued towards the doors and to his car.

"You look cute today but the way." Ryan opened the car door for me.

"Aw you're a sweetheart. You look handsome today as well." I pulled the buckle over my chest as Ryan pulled out of the parking lot.

"Glad you think so." Ryan was certainly charming and cool, but I couldn't ignore the feeling I got when I talked to Mr.Jung.

But what I felt with Mr.Jung was just the typical teacher crush and very unlikely to happen, so I need not to make a stupid decision and let Ryan go.

"Oo this place has Korean chicken, have you ever tried it?" He faces me now.

I shook my head " Is it spicy?"

He smiled "Note to self: no spicy food for Esme. But no, they have many flavors to choose from you'll love it."

He pulled into the parking lot and my phone chimed, a notification from Tang.

It read: Where are you? I'm literally dying eating lunch alone.

I felt a pinch of regret leaving her there but what could I do? Ryan was forget-you're-best-friend kind of cute. Maybe I don't deserve Tang.

I switched my phone to silent and gladly took Ryan's arm as we walked into the small restaurant.

When we walked in we asked a tall woman for a table for two and we followed her to a high booth in the back corner.

We both asked for waters and she placed down two large menus infront of us.

"Want to share?" He asked me and I nodded. It's only lunch, and I wasn't exactly starving either. Probably because my stomach was occupied with butterflies.

"This one." I pointed to a basket of seasoned chicken. "Looks good?"

Ryan nodded happily "Want a side?"

"Chicken's fine." I closed the menu and the waitress came around handing us our cups of water.

"We'll take a number eight." Ryan told her and she nodded, picking up the menu as she left.

I took a sip of water then adjusted in my seat. I wanted to know where we were going, as in our relationship, because I'm not here to mess around.

"So tell me about your day." Ryan said sweetly.

I sighed "So far its only been Psychology and Art so everything's been really great. I like both of my teachers decently and I even made a friend with wonky pink hair. Also, I'm the class president for my Psych class." I smiled proud of myself. I made sure to omit the parts where I got extra attention from my professor and how I felt weak to my knees when I thought of him, because all of that was irrelevant and it would pass.

"That's amazing!" He exclaimed, although I'm pretty sure he would've said the same thing if I told him I fell asleep in class or burped. "I didn't even know singular classes had presidents." He twirled his straw around in his drink.

I nodded "Usually, no. But the psychology department is so large it definitely needs one, and I feel like I'm the perfect candidate... so does Mr.Jung."

"Oohhh I'm dating the class president."  Ryan voice bounced as he rested his hand softly over mine. Then his face snapped with worry " Wait did you say Mr.Jung? That child molestor looking guy?"

I felt my eyebrows raise in surprise. "What?"

"Mr.Jung, the dude everyone's raving about and yet he just looks sleezy to me." Ryan sat back against the booth, both hands now occupied with his drink.

I opened my mouth to rebut but the waitress placed a basket of chicken infront of us.

"Looks amazing." Ryan said.

I furrowed my eyebrows I was going to say something but then I remembered what Mr. Jung said before we left class earlier.

Think about first impressions, study their behavior and try to figure out their thoughts and actions before they do them.

Sure this wasn't my first impression of Ryan but I still didn't really know him at all. Maybe I could figure out a little bit about him especially since he's a potential boyfriend.

Ryan was sweet and easy on the eyes, but I could tell he knew he was handsome by the fact that when he took pictures he made sure to capture his "good side". I didn't know if Ryan was the most honest person because he never seems to disagree and he only compliments my physical appearance. Ryan is extremely active on social media and he constantly checks his phone so maybe he's seeking others' approval...but who knows. I guess he wears a lot of rings and maybe that means he's rich or a fashionista. He also came up with his own idea about Mr.Jung which means maybe he's a jealous kind of guy quick to making assumptions? This was giving me a headache and I had no idea if any of this could be true. I felt bad for making assumptions about him because I could be completely wrong.

I dismissed the thoughts out of my head and focused on Ryan who could open himself up to me whenever he'd feel like it because I wouldn't want him to do this kind crap with me.

"I'd say Mr.Jung is alright. To some he could look sleezy but I think he's professional and unique." I took a bite of the chicken.

Ryan pursed his lips "I dunno, whatever. Anywho, you gonna be my girlfriend or what?"

I was a little taken back by the flicker of irritation in his voice when I spoke positively about Mr.Jung but I ignored it and said "Sure."