Kevin and I are at the ice cream bar next to school. We went here straight after he arrived.

"You've been quiet for a while, Oreo. Ready to talk yet?" Kevin asked.

I pouted again. "I got detention. I was late again to Sir Padalecki's class." I explained, taking a bite of my ice cream.

"Really? Aww." Suddenly, my squinty-eyed friend pulled me into a hug. I couldn't help but hug him back.

Hold up, guys. Kevin Chau is straight, okay? And he's ridiculously smart, we're both dean's listers. I've been friends with him since high school. A lot of people chase after Kevin, no joke! I've made a lot of enemies for him, hahaha! Because he doesn't like when girls come up to him. So, I'm the one who shields him. He's handsome, not exactly tall, but he's got that cute squinty-eyed, moreno charm. And that's why I love him-he and I have the same skin tone, hahaha! Anyway, we're a tight group. Me, Kevin, Claire, and Alex. Claire Novak is a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes and usually rocks dreadlocks. Alex Mills is the pale, black-haired emo of the group. But we're all super close. Kevin and I are the only Asians in the gang. He looks Chinese.

Anyway, back to the story. Kevin hugged me, then I pulled away. "I'm okay now. At first, I was really stressed, but everything went fine. Now, I'm dealing with other stuff." I told him, getting ready to spill about Sir Misha.

"Huh? What's bothering you?" He asked, his cute little squinty eyes widening. He's such an adorable dork.

"Because earlier... you know, I got detention. And the professor there, OMG, he's sooo handsome. Like, celebrity level handsome! He can compete with Sir Padalecki, Sir Ackles, and Sir Sheppard. Blue eyes, Kevs! Blue eyes!" I said, practically melting.

"Then what happened?" He asked, genuinely listening.

"Well, he's so handsome and mysterious, but I embarrassed myself in front of him," I said, frowning.

"Oh. Who's this professor?" Kevin furrowed his brow, trying to figure this out.

"Misha Novak, that's his name. I've only seen him here at SPNU," I said, going back to my ice cream.

Kevin pulled out his mini laptop. Don't be surprised, he always carries it around. This guy's a total geek, but like, a cute one.

"Let's look him up," he said, quickly typing away. I leaned in, of course, I wanted to know about Sir Misha too. Why do I feel like I'm so obsessed with getting to know him? Am I going full stalker-mode?

He searched for him on Facebook, and a bunch of profiles came up. One of them caught my eye. The profile picture had him smiling. That's him. Blue eyes, sexy lips. That's definitely him.

"OH MY GOD, HE'S EVEN MORE HANDSOME WHEN HE SMILES!" I slapped the table out of pure excitement. I can't handle how good-looking Sir Misha is.

"This profile is super private. You can't even add him," Kevin commented, shaking his head.

"Let me see," I said, looking closer. "Yeah, you're right. All his info is set to private."

"But he started teaching at SPNU this month," Kevin showed me a post on Sir Misha's timeline. That's why I didn't know him, he's new.

"What's the deal with Sir Misha?" I asked, out of the blue.

Blue eyes...

Oh my god, not again with the blue eyes!

"He's one year older than Sir Padalecki and Sir Jensen. He's 29," Kevin said as he read through Sir Misha's profile.

"Really? Wow. He looks younger though. If he'd just dress a little less formal, I'd think he's around our age." I said. Honestly, he could pass for someone in their 20s. All of us-me, Kevin, Alex, and Claire-are 20, so the age difference is not a big deal. We're all just a month apart.

"Don't worry, Oreo. I'll check out the official SPNU page," Kevin said, grinning his squinty grin even more.

"Really, Kevs?? Thank you so much! This is why I love you!" I hugged him.

"Yeah, I know you won't be satisfied until you know everything about him," Kevin replied.

"You really know me so well, Kevs." I smiled at him.

"Of course. So, do you want me to walk you home?" he offered.

"No, it's okay. By the way, how's Claire? She's been MIA for weeks now." I asked. It's been forever since we've seen her.

"She's dealing with some family stuff," Kevin said.

"Ahh, that's why she hasn't said anything. Her family situation's kind of complicated, so she doesn't like sharing too much about it," I said, nodding in understanding.

I'm so glad Kevin's here to help me figure things out. I really need to know more about Sir Misha!

We're at the cafeteria now, me, Alex, and Kevin. Just like usual, Claire isn't here again. But this time, my phone's on loudspeaker, and we're talking to her.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon," she says, laughing over the phone.

"REALLY, CLAIRE?! HOW DARE YOU?! YOU'RE NOT EVEN HERE TO CHEER ME UP! THE 16-YEAR GOOD RECORD I'VE BEEN CAREFULLY MAINTAINING IS NOW RUINED! UGH!" There, I'm back to my usual energy. It's pretty obvious, and my friends here are covering their ears.

"You're so loud, Oreyow," Claire says softly, laughing at me. And yes, she calls me O-RE-YOW-she's crazy like that.

"YOU'RE SUCH A FAKE FRIEND, KRISSY KLEYR NOBAK!"

And Claire just laughs harder. Kevin and Alex joined in too.

"The word 'NOBAK' sounds so weird," Alex says, laughing.

"It's just because your last name's nice. -,-" Kevin adds, squinting his eyes and interrupting.

"Shut up, Kevin-tot!" Alex throws a used tissue at Kevin.

"Yuuuck! Alexandria Brianna Mills, you're gross!!!" Kevin says, gagging. We all burst out laughing, including Claire on the other end of the line.

"By the way, it's ICT class now," Alex reminded us. Yep, we're all in the same ICT class. Kevin and Claire are only together in Biology and Natural Sciences. We're all in the same class for Disciplines in Social Sciences. I only have Alex as a classmate in Disaster Preparedness. They have some other subjects they're together in.

"Let's go, guys, we're late!" Claire jokes through the phone.

We all laugh, then after a few more goodbyes, we head straight to our ICT class. We don't want to make our cute but malnourished professor, Sir Garth Shurley, mad.

After class, I told the guys I had to leave because it's almost 4 PM. Detention, remember? I've already told Alex about Sir Misha. I'll tell Claire when she gets back.

They sarcastically wished me good luck. Seriously, these guys are bonkers.

They didn't walk me to detention since they still had class, so I had to go alone.

Like yesterday, I knocked lightly and opened the door.

"Come in," I heard his voice again. I saw him right away. He was wearing a blue long-sleeve polo today.

I walked in.

Oh my god.

I was the only student here today.

Just me and Sir Misha. X^X

I sat in the middle, but...

"What are you doing over there? Come here," he called, chuckling. Damn, why is he so sexy?

Oreo, get it together!

"Y-Yes, Sir," I said, moving to a new seat. I could feel every movement I made was a little stiff.

When I sat back down at my usual seat, he smiled at me.

Wait. He smiled at me, the make-your-heart-skip-a-beat kind of smile!

My eyes widened. Is this for real? Sir Misha smiled? And it wasn't the awkward smile he had yesterday-this one was more natural, and... well, it was just cuter. Damn!

"Is there," he tilted his head, looking at me with uncertainty, "any problem?" He smiled again. Oh no, my heart is racing!

"No... nothing, Sir," I looked down, totally melting inside.

I was surprised when he was suddenly in front of me. He knelt down right in front of my chair, just like in my imagination.

I didn't know my eyes could get even bigger. But they did.

He was staring at me with concern on his face. "Are you okay, Orion?"

Ugh. Of all the people who've said my name, his is the only one that sounds amazing. His voice is so sexy when he says it.

"Ahm... Y-Yes," I said, my heart pounding. Wait-why can't I calm down?

"Are you sick?" He gently touched my face, just like he did in my imagination yesterday.

His hand was soft and warm. I felt electricity when his palm touched my cheek.

He was staring at me with those blue eyes, his gaze full of concern.

I couldn't react. This is happening again.

For some reason, the worry in his eyes disappeared, replaced with an unreadable expression-at least, it was unreadable to me. I don't even know how to interpret it.

What's that look? Why is he so close?

"I told you before," he spoke softly, his voice low. I could feel the shivers. He kept his eyes on me. "Don't stare at me like that."

How am I supposed to stop staring? Those eyes, they're pulling me in.

Oreo, get yourself together! What's happening to you?

"A-Ah... Sorry, Sir," I tried looking away, embarrassed.

He took his hand away from my face.

And then, he smiled again.

"That's okay." He flashed me that big smile again, then stood up and went back to his desk.

What in the world?!

Sir Misha is so weird.

What was I even thinking? I probably looked like an idiot just now.

"Maybe you're wondering why you're the only one here. You're new to detention, and the others you saw here yesterday are regulars. I'm new here too, but I see them here a lot," he explained, speaking normally now. It was different from yesterday and even from earlier. He was more like Sir Padalecki, the way he talks to me in class.

I nodded, still a little flustered.

"And since it's your first time, you'll need to attend briefings and seminars. You'll be doing that for the next three days," he explained.

What could that be? Why do they have all these extra steps? I was just late. Wait, why haven't I asked about this yet?

"Sir, why's that? I was just late..." I asked politely, haha, look at me being all formal.

"Well, that's just the way it is. That's what the rules say. I'm just following them," he smiled sympathetically.

I just nodded again. Fine, Sir. You're lucky you're cute.

He sat down. "So, let's begin."

He started explaining the school rules, why they're in place, why there are disciplinary actions, etc. I understood everything. Of course, in my head, I'm still protesting, thinking I didn't need to hear all this nonsense. But because Sir explains things well (and he's cute, okay, normal-Sir vibes are better!), I managed to listen.

It's surprising that I got through this detention without feeling awkward, despite all the weirdness earlier.

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"OMG, DID HE REALLY?" Alex reacts, laughing on the phone.

"Yes, really, girl!" I roll my eyes.

"You know, Oreo... Your professor's a bit of a weirdo too!" Alex comments from the other end of the line. It's probably late, but she's so nosy that she made me tell her everything.

"You're telling me! And it was so awkward! Was he really acting like that with me?! Just because he's cute!" I rant, popping some potato chips into my mouth.

"Come on, if I know, you were totally swooning. Don't deny it, Oreo!" She says, totally calling me out.

"YOU-?! Are we even friends, Alexandria Brianna Buckler Mills?!"

"Of course we are! That's why I know you so well. So, did you enjoy your cute professor?"

"I'M GONNA TELL AUNTIE JODI ABOUT THIS!!" I say. (Her mom's Auntie Jodi. This girl is crazy.)

She just laughs on the other end of the line.

"But honestly, it was really cute," I say seriously, smirking.

"Then just admit it. Come on, Mary Orion Blanchard Win-"

"Okay, go to sleep already. Good night, guuuurl! Labyu!"

"Haaaaaaay... Fine. Good night! Don't think about Sir Misha, or you might dream about him!" she teases.

"Hmp! Don't be like that, you might curse me and make me dream about him!" I say, laughing.

"Hahahaha! Fine, bye, Oreo! Love you! Muah!" She hung up.

Phew. That was crazy, funny, and a little bit heart-fluttering. So much going on!