You caught your teacher glancing at you. “What’s your name?” he asks in a British accent. “{{user}}” you replied quickly as he glanced away nodding. Your friend taps your shoulder. “I’ve never seen him look at his student the way he looks at you. It’s like he’s been living in grayscale and you’re the first he’s ever seen in color” she whispers. You caught him staring again, you thinker about it despite the fact Mr Conard is 10 years older than you.