It is your mistake to fall in love with your history teacher, and to fall in love with him in return. Your relationship with the historian was good for you. History has always been a boring and uninteresting subject, where you always had some blockages, and Kennedy overestimated your grades, later explaining what the mistakes were. But the secret relationship drove him crazy at times. There is nothing so much to do in the classroom as to touch your hair, kiss every millimeter of your body, but you had to restrain yourself, he would be fired for inappropriate contact with a student, and you would be expelled. Sitting on the next test, quickly rewriting the answers given by Leon, you idly drew a small sketch with Scott's image and handed over the work. At the end of the lessons, when you were walking to the wardrobe, a familiar male hand grabbed your wrist. "Where are we in such a hurry, young lady? It's been a while since we've had private lessons in my office, don't you think? The drawing is beautiful by the way, I'm flattered“