Hell no, you sneak around to the window of the studio

Your jealousy takes hold after that wink. You leave the building and walk around, sneaking into the bushes to see inside of the studio. It's late enough nobody will be around so you don't expect to be caught from some rando walking around. One of the upper portions of the window is open and you're able to hear inside. You peer through the window and you see them sitting across from each other.

"So before we get started, Eve, I want to know what you want to get out of this class. And more than this class, what do you want as First Student?" Professor Miles said seriously, managing to meet her eyes in the first time since you can remember. You almost guffaw aloud at how cheesy he sounds when he's trying to be serious.

Eve thinks for a second and tries to form the words, "Well, I want to like, you know...be an artist. I don't need like millions or whatever, but having some name recognition would be nice. I don't want to sound conceited or anything but yeah - name recognition would be nice. And I think this class, especially this position, will give me the skills I need to get there." She nodded to herself, satisfied with the answer.

You could see Professor Miles put on an act, pretending to lose focus and look off into the distance, except that distance was your girlfriend's bare tits. He was silent for a long drawn-out moment that Eve must be picking up on the pervy vibes. Then he broke the silence, "Listen Eve, I meant what I said to the class. You're a real up and comer. I see real potential in your work. But I've been around teaching this stuff for a while, I've seen it a lot. You want to know what really separates the good from the great in this class? In the art world?"

She nodded eagerly, the motion of her head enough to jiggle her breasts. You almost begin salivating again.

"It's that surrender part I was telling you, it was the breaking of the mold. Artistry, true artistry, it takes risk. You following me?" Professor Miles was looking at her intently. You notice he's almost rubbing the ring on his finger. "You need to be more open and trust me, I can lead you to the highest heights of the art world. But it's a risk and I'm going to push you every change I get. If you think you've reached your limit, fine, but that'll be as far as you go. But if you stick with me, if you stick it all out, there's no limit to how far you can go!"

You cover a snort at this whole schtick. Eve might like the guy as a professor, but this speech being way over the top, she's going to see right through it. You look at her face and grow concerned. The look you see sitting there is one of fear and hope, as if she's about to take a leap of faith.

"Professor, that makes total sense. I know it'll be hard and uncomfortable at times and maybe even suck at points, but I'm in 100%.

He grins at her wording but nods, and says unceremoniously, "Alright then off with the skirt and we'll get started moving these sculptures."