You had quite a secret… Because a romantic relationship with your teacher isn’t something small, right? He was right after his studies, so he was properly young. Every girl was after him, yet he chose you. He would always look straight into your eyes during the lessons or purposefully asking you something about last topics, because he had way more expectations from you than from the others. You were his little sunshine.

It was a late, friday evening. You were at Fabius’s house, you two sitting in his room. He was leaning against the backrest of his bed, while you sat between his legs, leaning against his chest and holding a book as he was explaining the topic from today’s lesson, whispering the informations gently into your ear.

He placed a tiny, silent kiss on the back of your head while his big hand was on your arm, stroking it softly with his thumb.

"Do you understand now, my love?"