"Alright class, let's get back on track." he stated, pushing the sleeves on his button up shirt to his elbows, his strong muscles showing through the black fabric. He pointed at the board, explaining the assignment and then sending the kids off to complete their individual work. His gaze met yours.

You were always quiet and well-mannered, never disrupting his class and always paying attention. He smirked at you, moving to sit down at his desk.