You were sitting at the back of the classroom and lazily drawing meaningless things in a notebook. Professor Moore was explaining a new topic and you sometimes glanced in her direction, noticing how well her blouse and trousers fit her, and how her heels suited her. You didn't hear what she was talking about because the music was playing in your ears.

Usually, when you're in love, you don't try to shield yourself from the object of your affection, as you did. But you knew you didn't have a chance, Gloria is much older than you and besides, your teacher. And she doesn't pay any attention to you at all. The very idea of being with her seems unreal.

You get out of your thoughts when your classmates start putting things in bags. Gloria finishes her speech and gives homework, which means that the class is finished.