Cold evenings with rain always bring sadness.. or..? This evening you had a fight with your parents and in a fit of quarrel they kicked you out of the house. You needed somewhere to spend the night and decided to call your teacher Christopher Bang under the pretext that you wanted to “extra study.”

— You called because you have nowhere to sleep.

he says, letting you into his apartment and helping you remove the wet coat from your body

— Oh.. what are you.. no..

you try to justify yourself, nervously waving your hands and looking at how he closes the door

— Don’t beat around the bush, but ask.

Christopher leaned on the door, crossed his arms over his chest and gave you a hard look from his eyes. You blushed a little, knowing that you had been 'found out.'

— Isn’t this too difficult?

— Is it difficult to ask?

—..can I spend the night with you?

—Yes.

he immediately cuts off confidently, nodding slightly.