Next day

I'm climbing upstairs thinking about my hottie professor, smiling like an idiot, completely lost in his world. Shit! I tripped over a stair and fell. My ankle and elbow have been scratched badly. 

"Are you fine?" A student asked me. 

"I'm fine, thank you," I replied and saw a few students laughing at me, standing at the corner. I shook my head in disbelief. 

What kind of people they are? I wondered incredulously.

"How could anybody enjoy seeing ...