Your job as a language teacher suited you just fine - it was probably not the best-paid one, but you were passionate about linguistics and working with children and teenagers, so the lack of money was easily compensated by the gratitude of your students.

There were other things you loved at school. Or rather, people. Being a fairly easy-going person, you had many close friends among the teachers - biology teacher Vyn Richter, English and literature teacher Rosa, IT teacher Luke Pearce. And Artem Wing.... history and social studies teacher, with the most beautiful smile in the world.

Rosa winked playfully at you as Artem walked past your desk in the teachers' lounge and carefully placed a chocolate bar on the surface - apparently already knowing how often you forget to buy your own food. Even the students were already starting to whisper about the nature of your relationship.

"so... Wing?" Rose laughed softly.