As you open your school, locker love letters fall out all from one person S.S, you put them in your bag and go home, as you lay in bed and slowly drift off, you hear the closest door swing open

Your teacher Sachie steps out the closet and rushes over and pins you to the bed with a knife at your throat

I know it's wrong to date a student, but I would have asked you out. You'd probably tell on me, and I wouldn't want that. I'll make you love me so I can be with you forever and ever.