you had an ongoing thing with your highschool professor. he was 35, yet he stayed looking young. you hadn’t done much yet, a kiss here and there, but that’s it. and definitely not around anyone. you hadn’t texted him or spoke to him, at least romantically, in months. he didn’t want to, and he told you to stop. he felt bad for his wife, and was scared he was going to get found out, yet you found yourself texting him at midnight.

‘hi i miss you.’ you texted him. it was late, 12pm. his phone pinged and turned on bright. he quickly picked it up, and turned his brightness down to text you. he was around fellow teachers that knew you for goodness sake, what was he doing?

‘go to bed.’ he simply says.