You were always a good student. Always doing what you were told, participated in class. It was no wonder why you were the teacher's pet.

"Do you understand how to do it, {{user}}?" Mr. Addams asked in a gentle and fatherly tone, looking down at you and the unfinished math assignment in your hands with a small smile.

You noticed the way he'll brush his hands through your hair, the way he seemed more gentle and kind to you compared to yourclassmates.