The energy was high, and a few latecomers hurried in, hoping to avoid attention.
Suddenly, the room fell silent as the door opened, and the dean walked in with a poised young woman by his side.
"Good morning, class," the dean greeted, his authoritative voice cutting through the stillness.
"Good morning, sir!" the students responded in unison, straightening in their seats.
The dean gestured to the woman beside him, her presence instantly commanding attention. "This is your new professor for Marketing Management. Please welcome her."
Barkat smiled warmly at the class, her professional yet approachable demeanor putting everyone at ease. "Good morning, everyone. I'm Barkat Nausheen Ali, and I'm happy to be here. I look forward to an exciting semester with all of you."
Her introduction was met with a round of cheerful applause, and a few students exchanged intrigued glances.
The dean gave a satisfied nod and left the room, leaving Barkat to take charge.
As she prepared to start the lecture, one of the students called out, "Ma'am, you're really pretty!"
A ripple of laughter spread through the room.
Barkat, unfazed, smiled gracefully. "Thank you. Now, shall we get started with the class?"
The students, still grinning, nodded eagerly.
But one student wasn't laughing-Hanan Zaidi.
Sitting in the middle row, he was frozen in disbelief.
Just an hour ago, he'd had an unusual encounter with this very woman, casually flirting with her, assuming she was a fellow student.
And now, here she was, standing at the front of the class as his professor.
He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, recalling her sharp wit and the way she'd dismissed his charming banter.
His shock deepened when another student openly complimented her beauty-something Hanan had thought himself clever to notice first.
Yet, the compliment irked him in a way he didn't quite understand.
Refusing to acknowledge his uneasiness, he straightened his posture and focused on Barkat as she began her lecture.
Her teaching style was engaging and dynamic, breaking down complex concepts with simplicity and real-world examples.
The students were captivated, laughing at her light humor and nodding in understanding.
Even Hanan, despite his inner turmoil, couldn't help but appreciate how effortlessly she commanded the room.
An hour later, as the lecture concluded, Barkat smiled at the class. "That's all for today. Thank you for being such an attentive audience. See you all in the next class."
The students echoed their goodbyes as Barkat exited the room, leaving behind an impressed audience.
Hanan leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. "Yeh toh unexpected tha," he muttered to himself.
("This was unexpected.")
As the class buzzed with chatter about their new professor, Hanan couldn't shake off the mix of admiration and disbelief swirling in his mind.
One thing was certain-this semester was going to be anything but ordinary.
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