"But you are so young?" The principal still couldn't figure it out how he managed to get the degree so early in his age.

"Yeah, I… Just managed it." Twenty-four years old Stefan Salvatore, having a master's degree in literature, he graduated early from high school as well as college. Whoever heard about it, they never missed to give him a look twice or thrice. He is used to this. And so he just ignores it. People have to go with what his files say anyway.

It's kind of weird to walk the hallway as a professor, where he has been walking in the same hallway as the student, not so long ago. Five years, give or take.

He was nervous, standing there, about to enter the class. Taking a deep breath, he went into the den of the hell he was unaware of.

His steps fall inside the classroom, and everyone went silent. Not because he looks scary or something. If the truth be told, he is the opposite of scary. Broad shoulder, lean body, perfect amount of muscles on his arms, and fuller cheekbones, he looks perfectly fine. More than fine.

"Hello, Uh… Professor Ric has been called sick. So I am going to be your substitute." He looked around those expectant faces, and with a warm smile he introduced himself.

"I am Stefan Salvatore. And I used to study here few years back."

"That's why I wondered why the face is so similar." A girl, almost blurted it out.

Stefan's interest is piqued when he sees the girl. Blonde straight hair, a smug on her face, and how can he forget the accent in her voice.

"Miss-"

"Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson."

"Yes, Miss Mikaelson, I am glad that I am already a known face here. But, let's just get back to study now."

Stefan turned around, facing the blackboard, scribbling with the white chalk between his fingers.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw a shadow moving. That was the moment when he faced her.

"You should knock before entering the class, you know." Being the first day of his school, he is surprisingly calm.

She turned to look at him, stopping on her way to her seat.

"Well, the door was open, and you were writing so, I don't know where the problem is in coming into the class in silence, you know…. no disturbance and all." Her tone was casual. And she wasn't any usual student either.

He looked at her for a second. His face wasn't giving any way of what he was thinking. Red hair, black jacket, she was looking at him, chewing the gum in her mouth.

"You must be Miss Caroline Forbes." He said after a while.

"And you must not be Ric." She mimicked his tone. He wondered what happened to the blonde curls, and the reason behind the red in her hair. He had heard a lot about her. Have been warned about her.

"You may take the seat now, Miss Forbes." He turned around for continuing what he started to write.

"I was doing that only, until I was interrupted." She gave her a challenging look before taking her usual seat.

Stefan didn't said anything. It's just a matter of a few days. And when his work is done, he will be gone. For good.

In between the class lecture, a huge chaos broke, when Tom found a giant spider in his bag. Arachnophobia, one simple word.

There was a cunning smile on Caroline's face when she cornered Tom by saying "Never try to boss around from now on, or the consequences might be worse." The words were a thread or the warning, it was hard to tell.

Stefan witnessed the whole scene in front of him with wide eyes. Did he just sign for something, he wasn't ready for?

Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the chaos, took the spider with single attempt, and freed it into the open world through the window.

He looked around the class, his hands settling on either side of his hips. He eyed each and every face present in the class.

"Miss Forbes, you will be having a detention today, by the end of which you will give me the report on the chapter we discussed today." The bell stroke once, and the class was about to dismiss.

"But, you don't know the whole story. He is a bully." Caroline wasn't any girl who takes orders from anyone. Professor or not. She was rebellious and strong. She saw Tom bullying someone and she did what she thought was a way of teaching him how to behave.

"No, I don't know the story Miss Forbes. But, it doesn't mean you get the rights to pull out the prank you just did."

It didn't took much time for the class to get emptied. The class was deserted for now. Except for the two of them.

"Just because you have heard about my notorious works, it doesn't mean you will just punish me." He was busy scanning a piece of paper in his hands when he heard her.

"It has nothing to do with what I have heard about you."

She was moving, step by step, approaching him. He stood there still, arms folded across in front of him. She was close, really close, but he didn't moved, as if he was keeping his grounds. The gum in her mouth was rolling, from one side to another.

"So it's final?"

"Yes. It is!" He said those words without any hesitation.

He waved her English book in front of her eyes, breaking her eye contact with him.

"Don't forget to bring your English notebook, Miss Forbes."

"So you are not going to-"she lowered her voice, eyes trailing all over him. "-let it slip." The words were just a whisper.

"You are going to complete your detention. And it is final." He turned around to gather his papers and the books which were spread on the table.

There was a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Taking the bag on her shoulder, she couldn't stop herself in saying "See you soon Professor Salvatore."

Releasing a deep breathe he has been holding for almost the whole time she was near, he closed his eyes and sighed. This is going to be a long day for him.

A/N: All those followers who were following my story it was our destiny. I deleted that fic from here sometime ago. But I will be loading it again with the next new installment. :)