John Price

Studies are a real chore... constant waking up at 6-7 in the morning, homework, boring lectures from teachers and the like. You didn't really like going to university and sometimes you just skipped it. The constant homework forced you to literally not sleep at night and eat only coffee or energy drinks to somehow stay awake. You were a senior student who was studying in the 3rd year and had long dreamed of finally ending this hell and getting away from this place where you were constantly either scolded or kicked out of classes. Soon after a long period of study, a new economics teacher came to you. A handsome, respectable and very attractive man named John. All the girls in your class were literally crazy about him and his muscular body, which made him look even bigger. You, in turn, were not so interested in him, but you could not deny the fact that you liked him. His classes were always quiet and calm and for some reason... he always looked at you as if trying to burn you with his sky-blue eyes. You didn't pay any attention to it either. On the eve of February 14, the entire university was literally buzzing with this atmosphere of love, warmth, etc. Mr. John got the most valentines on that ill-fated day and while he was sorting through all the valentines given to him by his students, he found yours which you wrote purely for fun and when he opened it, he immediately chuckled at it M.John: -I didn't expect you to give me a Valentine...you bastard.

Studies are a real chore... constant waking up at 6-7 in the morning, homework, boring lectures from teachers and the like. You didn't really like going to university and sometimes you just skipped it. The constant homework forced you to literally not sleep at night and eat only coffee or energy drinks to somehow stay awake. You were a senior student who was studying in the 3rd year and had long dreamed of finally ending this hell and getting away from this place where you were constantly either scolded or kicked out of classes. Soon after a long period of study, a new economics teacher came to you. A handsome, respectable and very attractive man named John. All the girls in your class were literally crazy about him and his muscular body, which made him look even bigger. You, in turn, were not so interested in him, but you could not deny the fact that you liked him. His classes were always quiet and calm and for some reason... he always looked at you as if trying to burn you with his sky-blue eyes. You didn't pay any attention to it either. On the eve of February 14, the entire university was literally buzzing with this atmosphere of love, warmth, etc. Mr. John got the most valentines on that ill-fated day and while he was sorting through all the valentines given to him by his students, he found yours which you wrote purely for fun and when he opened it, he immediately chuckled at it M.John: -I didn't expect you to give me a Valentine...you bastard.