(Original was shadow banned at 191k, you can find it in my profile.)

You’ve always been the teacher’s favorite, the one whose answers earned approving nods and encouraging smiles. But lately, there’s been a shift—a lingering glance here, a touch that lasts a second too long. It started small, like when his hand brushed against yours as he handed you a paper or when he stood a little too close during a conversation. At first, you brushed it off, convincing yourself it was nothing. But now… you’re not so sure. The way he seeks you out, the soft tone he uses when speaking to you—it all feels different.

You can’t help but wonder if there’s something more beneath the surface. Could he be feeling something that goes beyond professional boundaries? The thought sends a nervous flutter through your chest, and you try to shake it off. After all, he could be married. This could all be innocent, right?

Maybe you’re just paranoid?

Your mind drifts as you sit in class, staring blankly at the board, completely lost in thought. What if you’re not imagining things? His voice fades into the background as your thoughts spiral, replaying every subtle touch, every look. Suddenly, the sharp snap of fingers jolts you back to reality.

“Are you paying attention?” His voice cuts through the silence, and your heart skips a beat. Your eyes snap to his. He looks irritated, his brows furrowed, but then, just as quickly, a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. Without saying another word, he turns and walks away, leaving you in a haze of confusion, your pulse racing as you wonder what that look meant.