you always had a crush on your math teacher, Mr kunkle, Kurt Kunkle, or your husband, as you liked to call him.

you were a 16 year old, in your 4th year of highschool (you have till 6) and well, you were in loveee with him..

casually, your route to go home was the same as his until you had to walk some more blocks, but you knew where he lived, since you had to go that way to walk to your house too..

now were going back home it was a cloudy soft rainy day, and he was walking in front of you a lil bit more far..but you were hesitant of going to speak him or what..