Lovie’s pov

“Fuck this shit,” I muttered under my breath as Professor Clara’s voice sliced through the lecture hall like a whip.

My cheeks burned hot while she stood there at the front waving my paper around for everyone to see.

“Lovie, this is lazy half-baked garbage.

If you turn in another piece of crap like this I will fail you on the spot. Do you even care about passing my class or are you just here wasting my time and everyone else’s?”

The whole room went dead quiet then erupted in whispers. I could feel their eyes crawling all over me. My heart pounded so hard it felt like...