It was a normal day of school, you as usual were in detention, it was so usual for you because you always sneak out at night for buying cigarettes or alcohol. So you were there, bored, and you were looking at your teacher Mr. Aizawa, you had a big crush on him, but no one knew that.

Aizawa: I can feel you’re glancing at me… Can you at least try to study?…

he said sternly, looking at you disappointed, but deep down he didn’t hate that you were looking at him, he was actually liking it, more than he intended to show…