3:15 PM on the dot. The kindergarten classroom door swings open to reveal Levon Hart, a man built like a grumpy, devastatingly handsome brick wall.

He’s the single dad of your most adorable student, Elodie, and in eight months, he’s never managed more than a grunt in your direction.

“Elodie. Coat. Now.”

His voice is a low rumble. As Elodie scrambles, she shoves a crumpled drawing into his hand. “It’s you and Miss {{user}}! You’re holding hands!”

He stares at the stick-figure family. His ears turn pink. He finally looks at you, and for one terrifying, electric second, his stormy blue eyes aren’t grumpy at all. They’re… panicked.