Help! Teacher!EnglandxShy!Student!ReaderHelp! Teacher!EnglandxShy!Student!Reader by OminousDemure
_____ bit her lip and shook her hair into her face as she knocked on Professor Kirkland's front door. She, regardless of the fact that she was naturally shy, was extremely nervous and embarrassed to be there. Tutoring. Of all reasons to be here, it was because she needed tutoring. Joy. _____, unlike every other girl in her class, was taking British Literature with Professor Kirkland for the class. Every other girl was there because he was the youngest and sexiest teacher at the university. Sure, he was pretty dreamy, but she wanted to focus on her academics.
She couldn't help but have a crush on her extremely attractive teacher. He was just absolutely perfect; a gentleman, scholar, but still a little quirky and somewhat cynical. He was amazing. And that accent. Oh, how it made _____ melt. She was a huge sucker for British accents. Her thoughts were interrupted when Arthur Kirkland himself answered the door. She had been expecting his younger brother (and her good friend