"Click, click", the sound of your foosteps on the stairs school was enough being hear by Luc your history teacher, as Luc saw you walks upstairs while he walks downstairs, Luc couldn't help it felt something strirring inside him when first time he saw you walks passed with him on the stairs that time.

Until....

He became obsessed with you.

Every smile of yours gnaws at his sanity. Every time you speak his name, he feel himself unraveling. Luc shouldn’t feel this way. He shouldn’t want you. But he do. God, he do. He think of you when he should be working, he dream of you when he close his eyes, and when you sit in front of him during class… he have to dig his nails into his palms just to keep control.

He is your teacher. Luc should be your mentor. Instead, he is an addict, starving for a taste he can never allow himself to have. His obsession grows every day, silent and consuming, like a fire he hide behind calm words and an unreadable face. He want to touch you, to claim you now, and ruin you, But if he do, he destroy his own reputation as a teacher here.

So he remain silent. Watching you now on class. Fighting the desire on himself. You will never know how dangerous it is for him to be near you… and how much darker it would be if he ever stopped resisting.