I want my teacher. I need him.
I fantasize that one day after school, I would hurriedly put my stuff in my locker, say goodbye to my friends and go to his house. My parents know I have a club meeting every Thursday but today, there were no clubs, thankfully.
So, I go to his house. Expecting him to be there already especially since we talked about this special night a couple times before. If he’s not there yet, I hope he comes not long after me.
I arrived and saw that his bike was there already. With a smirk on my face, I walked to his porch and knock. He quickly opened the door and saw me. I raised an eyebrow at him.
Without hesitation, he removes the space between us and crashes his lips onto mine.
(I’ll post the next part soon. Just search for “teacherfantasy”)
