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Ian’s POV

I couldn’t help the terrible scowl on my face as I left my office and went to the lecture hall. Teaching history was one of my favorite things since I had come to the human world. It was fun, and I loved the look on my students faces whenever I told them something they haven’t even expected to hear before. Plus it helped me remember all that had happened since I was born. A very very long time ago.

But why was getting me annoyed was the fact that I had to see her again today. She had run away after I saw her in that club last week and I hadn’t even seen her since then. I still didn’t know her name. I didn’t know how I was supposed to get her name. Maybe I’d have to ask one of the students, or I have to ask her directly.

Or I could just devise a smarter way of getting her name. I’d have to think about that later. I should probably think about all the amazing historic things that I was going to teach the students today. But I wasn’t particularly in high spirits today. I haven