✦ CHAPTER — PROFESSOR WATSON ✦
Jayjay's POV
University was exhausting.
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Actually exhausting.
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I barely slept last night.
And it showed.
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My head rested against the desk during free period.
Just for a second.
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At least—
that's what I thought.
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Because the next thing I knew—
everything felt quieter.
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Too quiet.
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My brows furrowed slightly in sleep.
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Somewhere far away—
I heard Freya whisper:
> "Oh my God…"
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Then Mica:
> "He's insane."
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"…shut up before he hears you," Sarah hissed.
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I didn't fully wake up.
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Not until I felt something warm settle over me.
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Soft.
Heavy.
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A jacket.
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Familiar.
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And then—
his voice.
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Low.
Calm.
Dangerous.
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"Keep your voices down."
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Silence.
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Complete silence.
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"…she's sleeping."
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My heart somehow heard that even half asleep.
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And for some reason—
it calmed instantly.
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When I finally woke up—
the classroom was still full.
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People staring.
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My face immediately heated.
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Because I was covered in—
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Keifer's jacket.
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Of course.
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Freya looked like she was trying not to scream.
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Mica looked worse.
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"…why are you all staring at me?"
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"Nothing," Sarah coughed.
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"Your husband just turned the entire class into a library for you."
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My breath caught.
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"What?"
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Freya leaned in dramatically.
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"He lowered the AC because you looked cold."
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Mica added:
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"And threatened us with one look."
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I wanted to disappear.
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Immediately.
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And the worst part?
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When I looked toward the front—
he was already watching me.
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Completely calm.
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Like putting his jacket over me in front of everyone was normal.
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Our eyes met.
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Then—
very slightly—
his gaze softened.
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My heart skipped.
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I looked away first.
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Big mistake.
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Because now everyone noticed THAT too.
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Later during class
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I was still embarrassed.
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Still affected.
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And honestly?
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A little annoyed.
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Because how was he acting normal after that?
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Meanwhile I couldn't even breathe properly.
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"Submit your work by tomorrow."
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Groans filled the room.
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I raised my hand slightly.
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"…can I submit mine a little later?"
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I expected softness.
Expected him to give in.
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Instead—
he looked at me calmly.
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"No."
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Silence.
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My jaw dropped slightly.
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"…what?"
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"No extensions."
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Freya choked trying not to laugh.
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Mica immediately looked away.
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I narrowed my eyes slightly.
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"You're serious?"
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His expression didn't change.
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"Very."
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Oh.
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So he wanted to play professor today.
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Fine.
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I leaned back in my chair slowly.
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Crossing my arms.
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"…rude."
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I heard Noah laugh quietly beside me.
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And that's where everything went wrong.
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Because I started talking to him instead.
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Not flirting.
Not even close.
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Just—
ignoring Keifer a little on purpose.
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Petty?
Maybe.
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Worth it?
At first.
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Noah leaned over slightly.
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"You actually thought he'd give you special treatment?"
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"He literally gave me his jacket."
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"That's different."
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I snorted softly.
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Then—
silence.
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Heavy silence.
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The kind that makes your stomach drop instantly.
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Slowly—
I looked up.
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Keifer was staring directly at us now.
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Not calm anymore.
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Not soft either.
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Dangerously quiet.
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"…Jasper Jean Mariano Watson."
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The ENTIRE class froze.
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My eyes widened.
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He used my full name.
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Oh no.
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"…what?"
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His jaw tightened slightly.
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"Can't you see I'm teaching?"
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My brows furrowed.
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"So what should I do?"
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BAD idea.
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I realized it immediately.
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Because something in his expression shifted.
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The whole class looked seconds away from exploding.
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Freya physically buried her face into Sarah's shoulder.
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Noah looked terrified now.
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Meanwhile—
Keifer stepped closer slowly.
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Too slowly.
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"Stop talking."
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Cold professor voice.
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"And focus here."
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Silence.
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Complete silence.
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But the worst part?
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Everyone knew.
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This wasn't anger.
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It was jealousy.
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Mica whispered dramatically:
> "Oh he's losing his mind."
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Freya whispered back:
> "This is better than Netflix."
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My cheeks burned instantly.
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But when I looked at him again—
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he was still staring at me.
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Still irritated.
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Still affected.
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And somehow—
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that made my heart race even faster.
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Because no matter how strict he acted—
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I could still see it.
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The possessiveness.
The clinginess.
The way his eyes softened only for me.
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And honestly?
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That might've been worse. 😭🔥🤍