Sophie’s POV

“Good morning class, I’m your new philosophy professor.” His voice boomed. 

That same annoying voice that traumatized me all through last night.

My fists curled up under the table and I just imagined wrapping my arms around his neck like that. Heavens, I’ve never hated anyone that I didn’t know so much the way I hated him and I only just met him. 

Females around me giggled subtly while some kept staring at him with seductive eyes. 

If only they knew the person they’re dealing with. 

He started the class but I was way too angry to even listen to a word that came from him. I held...