Chapter 5; Flashback

After my last subject, I decided to go up to the rooftop of the school, where Noah and I often hang out during our free time. There were other students there, and when they saw us, they quickly left, even though we didn't ask them to. Noah's relative owns the school, so he's well-respected not just for his looks but also for his kindness and intelligence.

I am just a simple person and not well-known like Noah's family, but I believe I can also measure up to him in my own way.

I found myself crying as I pondered, thinking that maybe if I had given myself fully to Noah, he wouldn't have been tempted by others.

I closed my eyes as the memories flooded back, wishing that none of these unfortunate events had happened to me. The blurry face of the man who was with me that night flashed in my mind again, and I wondered why I couldn't remember his face. Until now, my case is still not making progress, and it's been frustrating.Every time I go to the precinct, the police always make excuses, saying that there's no strong evidence to support my complaint.

"I don't want to intrude, but sometimes, crying can be a big help in easing the pain we feel." I heard the man's voice behind me talk.

I turned around and saw that it was Mr. Gray, our new professor. I stifled a sigh, wondering why he seemed so meddler.This might be the professor I've known as meddlesome and gossipy.

I wiped my tears away and responded,

"Thank you for your concern, but I think it's not appropriate to be interrupted so suddenly."I retorted.

My tone was firm, conveying my need for privacy.

"I apologize if I inconvenienced you, but as your professor, I'm here whenever you're ready to talk," Professor Gray said.

What? " I exclaimed. "After embarrassing me earlier, now you're saying you're here whenever I need you?

Professor Gray looking surprised by my reaction. He let out a deep sigh and said,

"I know I messed up you in class, and I'm really sorry about that. But I do genuinely care about how you're feeling.

"Your concern now doesn't change what happened in class. Besides, how did you even get information about my personal life on the very first day of class?" I pressed, my tone still tinged with frustration.

"Ah, I just overheard it from around," Professor Gray replied, somewhat awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, but I'm Okay and I do not need your help, with all due respect, I came here for some solitude and reflection, but it appears someone has disrupted my peace," I said, my voice tinged with irritation.

Without waiting for his response, I quickly turned away and descended from the rooftop.

The annoyance I felt towards him in class still lingered. I found it perplexing because I had always held my professors in the highest regard, almost bordering on reverence. However, my irritation towards Professor Gray persisted.

I stopped in my tracks, contemplating his handsome face. His Adonis-like appearance was undeniable, and he didn't conform to the usual professorial image. It wasn't solely because of his youth; there was something distinct about the way I perceived him.

NEXT MORNING

I entered the room early in the 1st subject and saw Madison, so we immediately started chatting.

Have you noticed that Professor Gray always seems to be looking at you? Oh my, I think he might have a crush on you."Madison teasingly remarked

I laughed and replied, trying not to show her embarrassment,

"Oh, come on, Madison, you're just exaggerating. ."I think you're being too suspicious, perhaps the person is just being nosy. Besides, I don't like his attitude; he seem a bit arrogant," I said.

Madison's mischievous smile persisted, "No way! I've seen the way he gazes at you during class. There's definitely something going on."

I shrugged nonchalantly, trying to play down the situation.

"Well, even if there is, it's not like anything can come of it. He's my professor, and I'm just a student."

Madison rolled her eyes playfully. "You never know, Ellie. Stranger things have happened. Plus, you two would make a cute couple."

I blushed even more and attempted to steer the conversation away.

"Let's focus on our architecture project, Madison. We need to come up with a solid idea for our thesis."

Madison nodded in agreement, but she couldn't resist adding, "Sure, but don't think I've forgotten about Professor Gray and his obvious crush on you."

After a while, Prof. Grey entered the room and immediately initiated a discussion about the environmental effects of design.

"Ms. Marquez, what would you suggest as a topic?" he called out to me.

Feeling put on the spot, I gathered my thoughts and responded, "Well, I believe we should delve into the concept of sustainable architecture and its positive impact on the environment."

Ellie, I understand your passion for sustainability, but we also need to consider the economic feasibility of our designs. Technology can offer cost-effective solutions that benefit both the environment and our clients.Prof Gray Defense

I get your point, Professor, but sacrificing our environment for economic gains is short-sighted. We must think long-term and create structures that will stand the test of time without harming the planet.I said persistently

Professor Gray; I appreciate your dedication to the environment, Ellie, but we need to find a balance. Sustainable design doesn't have to be at odds with technology; they can complement each other for the greater good.

I agree that they can complement each other, but we must prioritize nature. Our thesis can be a catalyst for positive change in the architectural industry, promoting sustainability as the foundation of all our designs. I replied

And I believe our thesis can be a pioneer in integrating technology responsibly, making architecture more efficient and adaptable while still respecting the environment. Proffesor said resolutr voice.

The class watches the debate unfold with heightened interest, witnessing the clash of perspectives between me and Professor Gray. The heated discussion showcases our unwavering beliefs, leaving the room buzzing with energy.

As the debate continues, the tension between me and Professor Gray increases, but so does the respect we have for each other's dedication to our ideals.

The class can't help but admire our passion for architecture and the different paths they envision for their thesis projects.

At the end of the debate, me and Professor Gray may not fully agree, but we both acknowledge the importance of finding a middle ground.

Wow, it was really intense earlier, girl.

You were amazing! You're like a queen of architects," Madison exclaimed to me as we were getting ready to leave the classroom.

"Ellie, can I talk to you for a moment?Prof Gray Said caughting my attention.

Madison , waving goodbye and wishing me luck before she left,