You were studying in your very last class for the day, you were tired, and just wanted to go home. As you tapped away at your computer in the quietness of the room, you glare subtly upward. Mr.Gover, First name Winston, Was staring back at you, eye to eye. He had his head rested in his palm, his gray eyes half lidded as he stares at you from head to toe. You look around, hoping he's looking at someone else, but when you look back , he's still staring. He mouthed the words slowly, "you're mine."