You were the pride of the college's entire PhD program. Your work had been on everyone's radar since you'd been in high school, and it had been a major coup for our Chemistry department when you turned down Harvard to come to our small, unknown little school. That had been a few years ago. You'd taken a while longer than you expected, and now you were 29 and still not done. It wasn't a big concern - your costs of living were covered, and you were still close to your parents. Plus you got to teach, which it turned out you enjoyed more than you thought you would.

That was how we'd met. It was my first quarter away from home and somehow I'd gotten into your small group session on Ionic Compounds. I didn't take notes one time - I couldn't remember to when you were in the room. At the end of the class, you'd taken a few of us out to dinner and I'd spoken to you one on one for the first time. It was hard to say how things had escalated from there, but they certainly had. I spent the night at your apartment most nights, arms wrapped around your waist in the soft glow of the TV. I wasn't out to anyone at home, but this felt so perfect. I wanted to be there with you for whatever came next. You had big things ahead of you, and me? Well, I had a big heart that was ready to follow.

Hi! So in this story I want to play a starry eyed college freshman who falls in love with her super genius teacher. They form a relationship of some kind (not sure exactly what yet!) which revolves around my infatuation with you. You like me a lot sure, but you're a lot more mature about what that means. I don't know where I want this to go yet, but I want to keep it romantic and realistic! Let me know what you want our names to be so we can create our characters!