Othello had an inkling about the beloved professor. He had been watching him from a distance observing his movements and his ways around his students. Especially, Grell. He felt there was something off about him but, wouldn't ever place it.

He fixed his coat onto the hook as he left the labs to hunt down Grell. There was no way he was going to allow that man to come too close to her.

He texted her trying to catch up with her before she was to leave campus. He sighed hoping to have remembered her last class.

A small ringing of an his notifications made him heart skip a beat. He quickly pulled it out checking it for his reply. He breathed easy seeing her response.

He made his way to her location with his arms holding his bag tightly.

Grell waited for him twirling her hair around her finger. She looked around having the awful feeling of being watched.

"Red!"

She turned around seeing the shorter man waving at her.

"I'm glad I caught you."

"What did you need to talk about darling? I was about to head home."

Othello smiled looking around for any signs of Mr. Michaelis. "I was hoping to talk with you about something I find uncomfortable."

"Sure." she said feeing scared of what he planed on saying.

They walked down to his scooter away from the others walking towards the later classes. Othello kept glancing around being a bit paranoid.

"It's about Mr. Michaelis."

"Wh-what about him?"

"I think he's a bit more interested in you than normal."

She crossed her arms, holding onto herself tightly. "What do you mean by that?"

"I think he's dangerous. I think he's a little obsessed with you."

"Why would you say that?" She didn't sound happy. She was upset he'd even think about her heir in such a way.

"He's always looking at you. He knows where you live. It's creepy."

She stood trying to take in his advice. He'd always had her best interest at heart.

"Just, be mindful of the way he looks at you. Like, like he wants you sexually. We're adults; I get it. It's just, you're his student."

Grell puffed up getting offended. "He's a hero. You don't understand what that man has done for me. He saved me from a sexual assault." She tried to be mindful of yelling out her sentences.

Othello stared at her with his lips pressed tightly together. "Grell... I'm so sorry. I- I had no idea."

She sniffed having the heat rise to her face. "You have no idea what you're talking about."

"I didn't know what happened. I just thought, the way he acts is too odd."

She moved away not wanting to start an argument with him. Her eyes stinging with great tears, making her way to the office of her protector.

Othello stood by his bike unsure of what to do next. He placed his helmet on thinking everything through. Even if he saved her, that didn't mean he wasn't going to abuse that power.

"There has to be a way to prove he's not as pure as he seems."

He mounted his scooter driving off to his home.

Sebastian sat at his desk going through his stack of essays grading them each with care. He looked up from his sheet hearing a knock.

"Come in."

Grell walked in with having her face puffy and red from the first set of tears. "I'm sorry to disturb you Professor."

Sebastian stood up dropping everything. He rushed her inside closing the door behind her. "Is everything okay? Did something happen?"

"Someone told me that you were just after me sexually and being an all around creep." She sniffled looking away from him. She wasn't going to rat out Othello in case he chased him down.

"That's nonsense. I think you're beautiful and so smart. Was it the wisest to sleep with you so early into knowing you? No. I have come to know you. I never want anything to happen to you. That boyfriend of yours was an absolute bastard."

She hugged onto him not knowing what else to do.

"Ever since Faustus laid a hand on you, I can't allow anything to happen to you."

She looked up at him cleaning her face. "I don't mean to be a mess. I'm just mad they talked about you like that."

He held her face in his hands kissing her deeply. "It's okay. They just don't understand us. They don't know what has happened for us to being together like this."

She stared at him a little confused. He was talking as if he was her lover. Maybe she was mishearing him. Othello's words might've been getting into her head.

Othello worked hard on his assignments trying to push all of his troubles to the back of his mind. A future geneticist in the making, he needed all of his focus on the workload for now.

The buzzing from his phone broke him out of his concentration. Grell's name illuminated the screen with his nerves twisting in his stomach. He picked it up opening her message.

"Hey..."

He stared at it feeling like there was no lingering anger in her message.

"Hey Grell. I hope you're still not made at me about earlier?"

"No darling. I've cooled down. I shouldn't have blown up on you. You have no idea what I've been going through."

He sighed turning his attention to his phone fully. He flipped through his notes counting how many times he had become suspicious of the professor.

"I didn't mean to upset you. I just wanted to know you were safe. I care for you deeply. You're one of my closest friends."

"I know. Thanks for that dear. I think I know he seems a bit too close to comfort but, I know I can handle this."

He groaned rubbing his temple reading her message. He didn't want to upset her again but, had to convince her how wrong this all was.

"Red. You need to just have a line he can't cross. You're a student. He's a professor. He can't get too close. Maybe after graduation, it's whatever. Right now though? He needs to keep his distance."

He groaned going back to his paper. He wanted to be a protector. A friend that he had always been to her. Another sound of his notification pulled him away from his studies.

"I understand. You're looking out for me. Thank you darling."

He smiled seeing the message. He wanted her to return his feelings for years. Even then, he never wanted someone else to hurt her.

He poked his head out of the window seeing a familiar black car pulling up to the drive way. He glared at it seeing the professor in the driver's seat with Grell next to him. He shivered, trying to imagine what he could've told her.

She smiled brightly getting out of the car with a small wave throwing her bag over her shoulder. Othello kept watching with his interest increasing. Sebastian turned back spotting the young man.

Othello quickly pulled his head away from the window with his heart rate picking up speed. Sebastian pulled out his phone making a note to take care of the green haired nuisance. The last thing he needed was another man to step into the plan he had for them.