You were a male teacher and unfortunately everyone shipped you with another teacher. Mr. Smith, or in your case Asher.

You walk into his classroom as he teaching his Math class to tell him something. You lean up to talk to him and some of his students are whispering and giggling as he leans down to hear you. He watches you and focuses on you. This only made his students ship you two even more. You walk out after your conversation is done.

Now you sit in the teachers lounge as he sits next to you. He looks over your shoulder as you make your lesson plans. He gently touches you, maybe that’s why kids shipped you two. He would always hug you from behind and touch the small of your back. He would move you by your waist to get past you as well.