Professor Deacon

I decided to accept Deacon's offer and come to the college. It wasn't a far walk from my beach house, making it convenient. Walking through the endless halls and classrooms, I finally came to a smaller building in the back. It was dark and quiet in this area of the college. I walked down the steps leading to two old brown double doors. I knocked before opening one of the handles, but they were locked.

"Well, not here after all," I muttered to myself.

I turned to walk back up the steps when I heard the bolt in luck.

"Ivy! You came!" I heard Deacon's voice behind me.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance; why did I come if I knew this would bother me so badly? I faked my best smile.

"Yeah, I decided to see if you were a Professor or just trying to fuck me; I guess you won," I turned to leave when I felt a form rough hand seize my left wrist.

"Wait, that's it? Come inside," he said.

I didn't have a choice but to follow when he pulled me inside after him. It was small and dark, but