September 10-

Today I found a fan art. That's right. An art that is drawn by a fan. You should know that it's excruciatingly hard to wheel through a hallway full of teenagers with insanely high levels of adolescence hormones constantly thinking inappropriate thoughts about how handsome and sexy their professor is—specially in that lilac sweater which I might add is very much my favorite.

But I do like the fanart. It's a sweet picture of me and a tall man with sexy brown hair and grin of a predator that reminds me of a sha- wait a second,

Who else knows about my dreams?

That's it. This has gone too far. I'm definitely going to erase Jean's memory tonight.

Your ever so rarely gets angry author,

X.