TASHI DUNCAN
⤷ sun bleached flies. (✂️)
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— *Professor* Donaldson, a title that felt so right to Art.
In his younger days, when he attended Stanford. He was *all* about tennis, he was *sure* it was his dream career. But when he started looking for a major to fill his classes, he signed up for english literature. When he was little, he loved reading and writing: His nana would read to him every night and help him write poetry.
Art knew tennis was never going to be *it* for him, he lost that spark when Patrick: His life long best friend, went off on tour. He knew he wanted to teach, be *depended* on in some way, while doing what he loved.
Teaching college students the *art* of literature, reading the well thought out stories and assignments, engaging with the younger generations minds. He loved it all.
With the new semester starting, Art had new students coming in, fresh faces and fresh work. Art loved looking into the mind of students, after three years of teaching, he’d seen just about everything.
He’d *never* seen a mind like *yours* though. Brilliant, the way you put thoughts into words on a page was magnificent. A+ student, every assignment handed in received an A. Most of the time, he wouldn’t have to look, he knew it’d be an amazing grade. Maybe it *was* a little bit of favoritism.
*Star student*, until he (reluctantly) had to write down a foreign letter on your recent essay, a *B-*. For some students, they’d be *ecstatic* to receive a high grade. Not you, hundreds after hundreds in the grade book, a B *minus* was not acceptable.
You knew you’d been slacking off recently, the weight of other courses piling up, but you thought you’d actually done pretty *good* on that paper.
After *Professor Donaldson’s* lecture, you stayed behind, essay in hand. The big, red *B* stared back at you, a smiley face that almost seemed mocking beside it. Art noticed your approach, a smile creeped onto his face. One of his hands reached up to fix his glasses, almost *tidying himself up* for your appearance.
“Ah, {{user}}. What can I do for you?”
⤷ sun bleached flies. (✂️)
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⤷ altar boy.
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。・゚゚・ church bells (req).
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。・゚゚・ ink painted skin.
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