[Name] POV

I fummed as I sat on my bed looking at my bullshit Chemistry homework. Like math with letters wasn't complicated enough. When I find the person who made chemistry equation, I'm gonna shove these problems so far u their ass.... Sadly, they're probably already dead though, so I'll never get that chance. I out my work aside to and noticed the Professor looked irritated himself. It's probably best not to bother him...

"[NAME]!!" his voice screamed. Or not.... "Y-yes Professor Uchiha?" I questioned. "Look at this!" he said handing me a paper. It looked like on of his grading papers. "W-what's wrong with it?" I questioned. "Look at the grade..." he said. I looked and it read D. "It's a D...." I said. "No shit... out of all my years working here. I have never had a student get lower than A be on ANY of my assignments. It appears your little Hall of Fame plan isn't working, and is dwindling my performance. So starting tomorrow we are going back to the old way. No more power points and no more decorations. It seems like students work better in prison," he scolded. He stormed out the room before I could even say anything. Did he just curse? Geez, he must be furious but does he have to acts so childish? I guess he has a reason for it this time. I snooped through his other grading papers while he was gone. So far, it looked like out of 20/32 students he graded already 7 got a C or lower on this assignment. It is a bit odd since I put the Powerpoints up there myself and I made it as easy as humanly possible. I took a notepad an wrote down the names of all the students that didn't get at least a B. He didn't finish grading everyone, so I'll have to figure out if there are more students later. I'll ask those students tomorrow what they didn't understand about the lecture maybe I can help. Plus they're ruining my chances of being able to not take the final. "What did I tell you about snooping through my stuff" "EEK-" I yelped and quickly turned around hiding the sticky note of names in my pocket. 

"Sorry, Professor Uchiha. I was just looking to see what grade I got on the assignment" I lied. He walked passed me and handed me a paper. It read: 89% BOOYAA!! "Do better" he said instantly ruining my parade. I opened my mouth to say something, but he instantly cut me off. "You're the one making the PowerPoints, so there should be no reason for to get less than an A on my assignments. If the student making the PowerPoint can't get an A, that means nobody else will either," he said. He's really blaming me for these failing grades, and won't even let me get a word in. "Professor I-"

"It's U-CHI-HA" he said coldly. It kind of scared me. I simply lowered my head and nodded. "Yessir" was all I could say. Seeing how harsh he was being, he clicked his teeth, and left the room without a word. After he left, a small tear shed from my eye. I quickly whipped it away. I wasn't sad... I was angry. He'll see... I'll get me and everyone else in that class an A on the next test. He'll fucking see, and I'll do it without those stupid PowerPoints. 

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It was later that night

[Sasuke] POV 

I made my way back to the dorm room. I would've been there sooner, but this place is so fucking big, and my drunk ass got a bit lost... Not to mention I entered the wrong room, and some students were doing "it". If you're gonna partake in those activities LOCK THE DOOR. I sighed as I opened the door to the room, and saw [Name] passed out on her bed with her laptop open. Papers surrounded her. At least they weren't on the floor this time, but does she not realize she can cause a fire that way. I closed her laptop, and noticed that the paper surrounding her where notes from my class. I clicked my teeth annoyed remembering what I said to her earlier. Why does she make me feel like such an asshole. Normally, she would at least have a comeback or as sarcastic remark ready, but earlier... I guess I didn't give her much of a chance. I facepalmed. I even curse at her. I could get fired for that. She looked so happy to receive that grade. I should have just said good job. I sighed and walked over to my desk. That's right I still have to finish grading these disappointing papers before tomorrow... That's when I noticed my papers were stacked neatly and a sticky note was placed on top of it. It read:

"Dear Bakaaaaaa Professor, 

I'll ignore what happened today seeing as you were really upset, and I assume you are going drinking with your friend to feel better. So, OUT OF THE KINDNESS OF MY HEART... I decided to finish grading these papers for you. Since, this is my first time doing so I suggest you double check it to make sure it's right. KINDNESS ASIDE! You owe me now! And what I want is a challenge. We have a test coming up in a week, and I bet that I can get everyone in that class to get an A. Without those stupiddddddd PowerPoints too. Nyaaaa! 

Sincerely, Your Favoriteeeeee Student

I noticed at the bottom of the page she had drawn a face sticking its tongue out. My eye twitched in disbelief. "Favorite..." To think I felt bad for the little...

-Flashback-

[Name] undressing me. 

-Flashback Ends-

I held my head confused. What... What was that just now. When did that.. when did we? No, we couldn't have... not even when I'm drunk. I have common sense. She's my student I wouldn't dare cross those lines. I sighed as I cleared my head. I crumpled up the paper and threw it at her. 

[Name] POV

I awoke to something hitting me in the face.  I looked and it was a crumple up paper. Wait a minute it's my note. It was dark ,bit I looked and saw the Professor resting his head at the foot of  my bed. He wasn't looking at me though. "Professor Uchiha?" I questioned. "I....." he paused as if he didn't know where to start. "I apologize for earlier. I was out of line. Good job on the assignment" he said. He has the nerve! He thinks he can just be forgiven that easily not to mention wake me up out of my sleep! I think NOT! "Professor Uchiha have you been drinking tonight?" I asked. "I have, why?" he questioned still not looking at me. "Then, I will accept your apology in the morning when you are sober," I said before turning around to head back to sleep. 

This time a pillow hit me in the face HARD.

I sat up ready to scold him until I realized how close he was to my face. W-when did he move? "You have some nerve asking for a second apology," he said. "Seems only right seeing as you're not all the way sober. How do I know if you mean it?" I questioned sticking my tongue out at him. His eye twitched annoyed. It took everything in my power to not laugh. A snicker slipped. MY POWER FAILED ME! Welp it was nice living while it lasted. 

"If you can really get everyone an A on the upcoming test ... then I'll tell you I'm sorry again. Fair?" he questioned. 

I was taken back at his response, but he wasn't getting off that easy hehe. "Wellll.... I guess that's fair, but I'll need a contract in writing, so you can't back out of this later," I said. He grabbed a pillow. 

"If you wanted to die by being smothered, you should of just said so," he stated, as he tried smothering me. 

Holding back the pillow for my life I said, "you can't kill your favorite student." My eyes widened as he immediately stopped. I'm alive?

He was turned away from me. "I have no favorite student" was all he said. 

Not realizing situation I put myself in I shrugged saying, "that's not what you said, and as I recall earlier you said you mean everything you say."

He finally turned around to look at me. It may have been dark but even then I cold see the piercing glare the man was giving me. "Then let's make this clear now. You have clearly gotten to comfortable hanging around me, so I will be adding a new rule. You are not allowed to interact with me if I am drunk. No matter what. I am your teacher you are my student. Our out of school lives remain separate. Lastly, I have no favorites. Understand?" he questioned. 

I was taken back by his sudden change in mood. It was only a simple joke. Why was he so serious about it. It kind of made me angry, but why? I understand he's my teacher and I'm his student. It's not like I thought of us as friends, but we could at least try being cordial. Why did it bother him so much? Why did I care so much?

"Understand?" he repeated again. 

I don't understand... why can't I say yes?

I laid down turned over, away from him, facing my wall. I changed the subject. "My mom always told my it's okay to drink, but never drink if you're angry."

"[Name]?!" he exclaimed. 

"No! Professor Uchiha! I don't understand. Goodnight."