The man heard the familiar click-clacking of heels on the wooden floors just outside his office. He opened his eyes to hold the sight of Aria. He smiled and sat up, his hands on his knees. Hey. He breathed, as he stood up and walked to her. He ran his fingers through his hair and then looked down into Aria's deep brown eyes. A spark shot through him, it felt like he saw her for the first time. He blinked and then lightly shook his head and walked over to his desk; he looked down at the ungraded paper and sat back down in his chair.
So, Aria, how have you been? He asked, looking up from the paper at her. Ezra smiled once more before looking back down at the student;s paper and started to read it. It was the assignment of "forbidden love," like Pocahontas and John Smith, or Cinderella and the Prince, or teachers and students. Teachers and students. That sounds familiar. He shuddered inwardly, hoping that Aria didn't see.
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