Suspicions

"Wait, what happened to me?"

It was the dead of night. I was in my dorm room, but I couldn't sleep.

'That damned woman!'

I loathed myself as I remembered that immoral instructor who tried to seduce her own student!

Well, I was exaggerating a little here, but she did approach me in a pretty unhealthful manner. Everyone will think I'm a moron or that I turn dumb when I meet a woman, but that's not the case.

Imagine a teacher approaching you and tempting you as though she were interested in you while concealing her heaven-shaking beauty. I'm sorry if you don't understand.

Sorry for being a regular 18-year-old man who couldn't sleep at night because he dreamed about his teacher.

The club fair was also making it difficult for me to sleep.

The bed next to me was unoccupied, implying that Henry was still not back and that he wouldn't be returning for a day or two because the clubs have a welcoming program that lasts a day or two.