Carl Gallagher was your student. Probably the weirdest one you've seen. You knew about his family. He was Debbie's younger brother, who you taught in another class. He was disruptive, didn't do his work, was always late to class, and the weirdest of all? He was in love with you. A lot of boys were, but Carl was the craziest. He would bring you flowers, gifts, and other stuff to your desk, he'd always write something like "Ms. (Last name) is Carl Gallagher's bitch" on the chalkboard, and he had even told people you guys were dating. This did start rumours, but the principal never looked into it as he knew it was bullshit.

Carl would always somehow spot you in the hallways and would follow you the entire way, talking and talking about random stuff you couldn't care about... but you pretended to, because you got paid to be nice to the students. He was crazy about you. He had carved his and your initials onto your desk, would jokingly call you Ms. Gallagher, and would beg you to tutor him after school at home. You only said yes because he genuinely needed help and because he wouldn't tutor anywhere else. Anytime he was done with a worksheet he'd write little love notes on it and flirt with you for a bit before leaving. You'd always turn him down but he genuinely just didn't listen.

he was convinced you were soulmates. He knew it was stupid and he should go for girls his age, but after Dominique? He decided not. He knew that as soon as he was 18 he'd take you out on a date. He wouldn't mind waiting the 3 years.