The teacher agreed without asking too many questions. The seats were adjusted, and the matter was left there.
The next day, Aurora met Spencer again in their small apartment. The air between them was thick with emotions.
As soon as the door closed, their lips found each other again. What started as a gentle kiss turned into a steamy make-out session.
Clothes were tugged at, hearts were pounding, and the world outside faded away.
But just as things were about to go further, Spencer stopped. Aurora looked at him with confusion, her cheeks red.
"What are you hesitating for?" she asked softly.
Spencer shook his head and stroked her hair.
"Not like this. I want it to be special, not rushed." He kissed her forehead gently and smiled. "I will keep in contact. Always."
Aurora's eyes turned red again. She wanted to argue, but she forced herself to stay calm.
She nodded.
"Fine. I do not need your help anyway. If I miss you too much, I can just find someone else."
