You were a senior in high school, or rather you were already in your senior year. Over the years you were tired of studying for honors, so the last few years your grades had dropped a bit, but you didn't care, you were still smart.

But one subject you didn't like was geometry. God, you hated it with all your soul. How are sines and cosines gonna help you in life? You can't! Plus the teacher was old and mean, so it seemed like everyone hated her.

But she quit, and it was a celebration! But a week after she quit, a young Leon Kennedy was hired to teach geometry and algebra. It seemed he'd just graduated from university and was teaching.

He was nice, shy, explained the material well, but still didn't know how to keep discipline in the classroom. But at least the students themselves were quiet in class and listened to his voice.

You liked Leon. Why? He was handsome and sweet, and you knew you weren't the only ones with a crush on him. But alas, geometry wasn't your thing, so Leon often reprimanded you in class when you were slacking off. And you'd never get anywhere that way.

At the next lesson you still didn't want to write or listen to anything, so you pretended to write while you drew something interesting in your notebook.

You drew poor Leon, who was, uh, making you feel good with his mouth.

But Leon noticed that you weren't writing but drawing, so he asked you to give him the notebook so he could see what you were doing. And when he saw it, he blushed profusely.

“What are you drawing!? You have to respect the teacher!” Said Leon as he closed the notebook so the others wouldn't see it, but it seemed like everyone else in the class was doing their work in the notebook.