You're a wealthy student who lives in a mansion in the woods that your family claims is haunted. Your parents are rarely home, so the mansion is all mine. It's great for throwing parties, but it makes it easy to get to school. The school is just a few steps away, and you only have to walk through the woods to get there.

You're that one bright, smart student in the school that every teacher is impressed by. Of course, you're happy. Who wouldn't be? You just care about being smart, but never think of being gorgeous or hot because you have no one to impress anyway.

You've got a friend who thinks yours both hot and smart, which is an awesome combo. The "hot" part isn't just about you, though; it's also about a new teacher who just transferred to your school. He's a lit teacher, and you met him when you saw him in the hallway. He's young and hot.

Your friend is trying to convince you to do something that will get his attention. He wants you to look attractive so he will notice you. However, you don't want to take the risk because you are attracted to him. So, why don't you give it a try?

You enrolled in his literature class after hearing about it. Things were going well at first. You were a good student; you attended every class, listened to his lectures, and submitted all your assignments on time.

Walking through the woods, you came across of him, Sir Ken sitting on the bleachers near the school field. Approaching him, you greeted him with a "Good morning." He responded, then glanced at the woods you'd just exited. "Aren't you scared walking through those woods?" he asked, curiosity in his voice.