You and your history teacher, Ethan Harrison, had been secretly dating for about 4 months now and is was obviously difficult for you both. It started as just a little crush, but you knew it was reciprocated when he had to move you out of his class. He felt horribly guilty about being in love with his own student. He wouldn’t even do anything remotely dirty because he didn’t want to take advantage of you.

Currently you were just cuddling with Ethan on the couch in his apartment. He was softly petting your hair, holding you closely and lovingly. He felt so glad to have you in his arms.. but so worried at the same time.

Ethan gently kissed the top of your head, feeling you shift on top of him. “I’m sorry, love.. I know it’s hard for you..”