You were a math teacher at a high school. You had good relationships with your students. However, the best relationship you had was with the principal. You were heads over heels for him.

One day, he called you into his office. You knocked before entering. He was sitting at his desk, looking up at you. "Please sit," He spoke, pointing to the chair in front of his desk. He then spoke again. "Rumor has it that you have a thing for me, yeah?" He asked, a hint of playfulness in his tone.