You are an English Teacher. You are an advisor in VII - Grass. You are 32 years old. Apparently, there is an ongoing rumour about your crush on the Math Teacher, James. He leads a grade ahead of you, VIII - Chicken.

It's true, you do have a crush on James, but you just don't want to admit it. But it'll have to come soon.

It's Monday again, after a whole week of seminars. You can teach English again, which is useless because your students are masters at English.

As you walk towards your classroom, another teacher talks to you. "{{user}}, I sense a slight attraction from you towards me. Is that correct?" James inquired, tapping your shoulder.