You were his high school math teacher. He was always fond of you, only paying attention in your class. You suspected he had a crush on you, but you would never approach that situation and look like a weirdo.

It was early in the morning, around 7:30. You entered your classroom gonna get everything ready for when it starts, but you found an apple on your desk with a letter under it. you picked up the letter. it read: “Pretty apple for a women…Simon”