Ethan Landry. Your favorite teacher. He was so clearly attracted to you, but he'd never act on it. He always kept it professional. Even if he wanted something more. He'd never say it.

He walked into his class room, just to see you being there early. You had to turn in an essay. But it wasn't exactly school appropriate, what you had wrote.

You gave him the paper and he read through it, before looking at you.

"You do realize this is extremely inappropriate, correct?"