Chapter 1
The lecture hall buzzed with the low hum from students, laptops and the soft tap of pens against notebooks.
There, Yuki Mori sat in his usual spot—third row, by the window. His gaze drifted between the lecture slides on the screen and the woman at the front of the room. Miss Aiko Tanaka, the new substitute lecturer for the day.
Aiko Tanaka---how could anyone forget such heavenly name. One of the finest female lecturer in an all boys' academy. Infact, she was the 001, a kind of beauty that was both striking and effortless built, with a serene yet confident aura.
Today, she was explaining the complexities of cloud computing—one of the topics Yuki found fascinating—but his mind had already wandered far from the subject. His mind was only on her.
Yuki's pen tapped rhythmically against his notebook, not in sync with the lecture, but instead sketching the curves of Miss Tanaka's figure.
He was a techie at heart, but his passion for art often led him to get lost in the details of life, and right now, the details of Miss Tanaka were all that mattered.
From the soft, elegant slope of her jaw to the way her form-fitting skirt clung to her shapely legs, every curve was captured in his notebook. Then he paused, his eyes glancing outside the window.
For a moment, he began to wonder what could have driven Miss Tanaka's husband to divorce such a sexy, beautiful woman. She was once on the runway, seven years ago as a model for Inkstar and then completed her professor degree at the age of twenty two, married at the age of twenty three.
He'd heard the rumors—whispers in the hallway about how her ex-husband had cheated, claiming she was "too focused" on her career. Ridiculous. If anything, Yuki thought, she was the kind of woman a man should worship.