The System In My Head

Mighty man: First Class

Despite the cold cloudy weather, Ben walked into the building that housed his first class with great enthusiasm. His face was the example of a serious student, the future of the nation. His footsteps were excited, exuding a passion for learning. 'I must be quick and deceptive...'

This class was the one he focused on the most. That made him concerned because this course is unlike most test places determining most final grades. In this class, the main criterion is the student competition that starts today. Ben was not ready.

The building he entered housed the media department— scholastic department of Ben. He chose it because he grew up as an otaku who ate the media. Recalling for a moment, Ben recalled the enjoyment he had gained from all his media-related hobbies: games, movies, manga, anime, novels, henta--

That's a long list...

So, Ben thought he might be happy working in some part of the media industry. When she first considered it, she eliminated the possibility of working in an audience-facing role due to her lack of appearance and charisma. The initial target is a position in the background, in production. He is not sure which specific role.

Right now, the class that Ben will be taking is an option for his media major, a course that is shared with several other schools including the prestigious business school. His preferred name is Strategic Marketing. The main focus is on competitive branding and marketing, something fundamental to the company and media products.

It was an interesting class, but Ben was not prepared to compete in anything but a contest of might measurements...

Not since he missed more than two weeks of college, about half of the total so far ...

Walking through the hall towards his classroom, the student chatter passing by reminded Ben of his previous time here. Now, it feels like a distant deja vu, another life ...

'It's only been two weeks. I'm sure it won't be that bad ...' As he stepped into the large classroom, the smell of books and chalk scorched his nose that was not in school ...

He looked around, getting used to himself again. It was a spacious and long space, with several whiteboards in front of where the teacher taught. Stretching from there are many concentric half-circular rows of beige wooden counters that serve as tables. They span the entire width of the room except for pauses in the middle and ends for pedestrian traffic, and accompany rows of black chairs nearby that are bolted to the ground. This is a modern lecture hall.

As Ben walked in, he observed dozens of students scattered in groups among the chairs. Although there are many people, they fail to fill even half of this large space, the consequence of this class being elective courses and not compulsory courses.

Although Ben recognized some of the students, he did not know their names, but there was a good reason; the Professor was not present in this class, and they spent the first two weeks listening to the introductory lecture. However, it doesn't matter, because Ben here is not for the students, but for the professor, whom he needs to talk to to straighten out the situation.

However, even before he could see the professor, someone else caught his attention, the assistant teacher, but a different person than he remembered.

That's Miyuki...

When he saw her, he also saw her, both of their eyes widened as they stared at each other ...

The university only transferred Miyuki to this class over the weekend, as TA had previously faced a family emergency and had to cancel the course. This is his first class. As a result, he did not know the students in it, let alone Ben would be here. However, since they were both in the same Media department, the two understood that meeting each other was bound to happen sooner or later.

His mind was full of worries. 'Will this be a problem?'

His mind was full of deceit. 'Will he help me cheat?'

...

Miyuki walked towards Ben with somewhat unsteady footsteps. As she approached, her face turned red as she recalled their last night together. They haven't seen each other since...

But they have spoken. Ben calls her the next day to touch base, which is important after any date, let alone after such a big relationship.

When Ben heard that, he almost went berserk and punched his head!

...

He could not believe he had almost made himself forgotten!

...

Even thinking about it now was frustrating, but he had already gone through the stages of grief ...

He sighed. 'Forget it ... This is what virgin water is ...'

As Miyuki reached Ben, she read through the student list and saw his name there. "Benjamin-san, I didn't know you were in this class or I was going to tell you that they transferred me here as TA.."

Ben nodded in understanding. "So so..." Then, after making sure no one was looking, he stepped in and whispered into his ear. "Well, for not telling me, I won't punish you this time..."

When her hot breath hit her ears, Miyuki's heart skipped a beat, thinking about that unforgettable night...

He continued. "But for running away that night, I still owe you a blow ..."

Miyuki held up her papers in front of herself, just below her eyes to cover her crimson face. "OK..."

"You should get back to work. I need to talk to the professor." Ben left it and walked forward, where the professor was typing, hidden behind the laptop screen.

In his impression, this professor was the most serious of all he had met. Most teachers prefer to look approachable to students, so they will make jokes or engage in lighthearted banter, but not this one. It's all academics, all the time. Another unusual thing is that this is not an easy class to get an A grade.

When most students choose their choice, they try to choose one that will help improve their GPA when averaged out with more demanding core classes. However, in this course, the professor does not flinch with grades; no additional credits, no makeup. You know your stuff or not. Thus, for hard-working students, the above factors make the class unattractive. So, there are only two reasons someone made this choice.

First, the material is useful and interesting, unlike other classes available. Second, this particular professor had abundant prowess.

As Ben glanced around the room at the dozens of nerd men staring into the front of the room with focused expressions, he could only confirm his conjecture. In captivating the audience, this professor is undoubtedly an extraordinary talent—.

He also remembered the charming nicknames the students made for this professor and could not help but agree with his perfect accuracy. He grinned with anticipation as he thought about it.

As the professor pressed down on the laptop screen and prepared to start the class, a student muttered the nickname to the closest people. 'That's her. MILF marketing...'

...

This is another reason Ben puts the most focus on his classroom—his teacher is a very sexy female professor.

As he approached her, he could not deny the popular sentiment. 'Yes, his talent is undeniable...'