Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Ssshh..."

The classroom erupted in a collective gasp of surprise.

"Owen? As in THE Owen?"

"Uh! How many Owen do you think are at Kingswell University?"

"...Fair point."

"OMG! It's actually him teaching us? This is... this is just too cool and too hot to handle!"

Humans are visual creatures, after all.

Seeing something pleasing invariably draws admiration, astonishment, and praise.

Mamie wasn't an exception, but the more she looked at this professor, the more familiar he seemed... "Hey? Roseanne, isn't that the guy who stopped you outside the cafeteria the other day?"

"Mhm."

"Whoa-so he's THE Owen?"

Roseanne looked puzzled. "You don't know him? He was one of the interviewers for the graduate program."

"Uh?" Mamie scratched her head. "Wasn't there, only knew Edna."

"That's odd... Edna wasn't there when I had my interview... Were you interviewed in the morning or afternoon?" Mamie: "Afternoon."

was

"Oh, I see..."

seemingly connecting

correctly, Hertha also had her interview in the afternoon and even

wasn't there in the morning but magically appeared in the afternoon

news about Edna's team purchasing a CPRT measurement

why Hertha was recruited by Edna

walking ATM,

Owen finished his introduction

was dressed in a light grey shirt, with rimmed glasses perched on his nose, softening his gaze

presence alone screamed

Suddenly-

ask you

spoke up

Owen: "Go ahead."

famous and accomplished," the student began with a flattery, "but you're from the

replied, "First off,

studied Life Sciences before switching

investigates before assigning substitute teachers, so you don't have to

laughter across the room. Roseanne couldn't help

also develop a research mindset and logic, thinking about problems from a research perspective

teacher feeds you."

any other discipline, the patterns of thinking are

professor! I have a question-Are you