It feels good that someone believes in me. Even when I don’t.

“I won’t keep it, I’m not going to use it anyway.”

‘Just take it, at least? I promise that this will be the last thing you’ll receive from me.”

I sighed, “Fine.” I grabbed it and put it in my bag. not wanting to argue anymore, "When will Ms.Jennifer return, sir?” I change the topic.

“About three months, I suppose,” I muttered a curse under my breath.

His lips formed a pout, “Are you that sad to see me again?”

“No sir, it’s just…you are the dean.”

“Yes, and? I like to teach students.”

“I understand, but calling...