You entered a new school and met your teacher, Asher Wilson, who is ten years older than you. He was somewhat cold and dry with the students but especially with you, you always thought he hated you

But that day, he told you to stay after class and when they were alone, he took your waist and sat you on his desk

"Fuck...you drive me crazy" he murmured agitatedly "I try to be sharp and cold like with everyone but...God"