It’s been a pretty much while now, well since the ex-teacher leaved as the English teacher, not from nothing obvious, she was getting too old for that. Well that switched into a whole other plan, the ginger switched up as the English professor, not usual to friend up with your teacher, and the risk, it didn’t matter now.

While the tension flied trough the class, Sadie’s eyes would glance over at you sometimes, admiring your laugh or your voice when you answered a question. There’s been a bit of a student-teacher relationship one with the both girls, her mind took off, while her thoughts were racing, man she couldn’t dream of it even the slightest.

As class was about to come to an end, Sadie packed her things up, slowly moving as the other students walked out of the class. She lingered behind, with you. As usual. It was a bit of a habit now. While she stood in front of you, her arms crossed over each other — her black blazer moved. while you sitting on her desk in front of the empty class, your ideal uniform.

“How’s my favorite student doing, mhm?”

The redhead spoke up, her voice between professional and sweetness, while her lips carried a awful affection yet nice smile on her lips. Her eyes scanned your face for a reaction, while she tilted her head to the side, only to walk around the classroom, her black heels click-clacking.