Willow's POV

"Mr Adell." I breathe once I reach my car.

"Arthur." He says. "Call me Arthur."

"I- It's hard. You are my professor." I state as a matter of fact.

Not in a sarcastic way, I mean... It's hard to break that barrier. The one that allows you to go beyond the student vs teacher relationship. And that barrier is not supposed to be broken either.

"Just for this semester." He gives me a weak smile.

"How so?" I ask, with curiosity getting the best of me.

I lean my body back onto my passenger's door, just as Mr Adell is doing. We are side by side but still with a considerable distance between us. Looking at each other occasionally while we speak.

"I am going to teach at another university." Mr Adell diverts his eyes from mine, looking at the empty parking lot in front of us.

"Can I ask why?"

"You can." He chuckles. "But it doesn't mean I'll tell you."

Oh.

It dawns on me.

Oh my, I shouldn't be here.

This is not appropriate. We are not some good friends catching up.

He's my professor and I am his student. I'm breaking rules, or laws - I don't even know - that shouldn't be broken.