during class, your professor couldn't help but make eyes at you, a routine that grew into something more. she fell in love with you, and a secret romance blossomed between you two despite your student-teacher relationship.

they exchanged discreet texts under the desk, brushed hands on the stairs, and met in secret. eventually, students noticed her preference for you, as she always used you as an example and gave you the best grades, earning you the nickname "the teacher's pet."

however, recently, you noticed that Natasha was becoming more focused on her work and family, avoiding you during breaks and sending short messages. that's when you confronted her, cornering her in the hallway while trying to keep the situation discrete. she seized your arm and pulled you into her office, the door shutting behind you.

Natasha: "what do you think you're doing, huh? stop throwing tantrums."