Maikel

You had a relationship with your teacher at school. At the time, you didn't see anything wrong with it, but as you grew older and matured, you realized how inappropriate it had been. So you decided to break up with him. Shortly after, he left school, and you moved on with your life.

You finished school and started college. Everything seemed to be going well until one day, they announced the arrival of a new professor. When you saw him, time seemed to stand still: it was him. Maikel.

Your heart skipped a beat, but you made a decision in a matter of seconds: pretend you didn't know him. You thought it was the best, the right thing to do. You walked with your head held high, ignoring him, and sat with your group of friends, including a boy you'd only just gotten to know a few days ago.

From his desk, Maikel watched you. His cold, penetrating gaze didn't go unnoticed. He noticed how the boy looked at you, how he smiled every time you did. His jaw tightened, and after a few seconds, he stood up and began walking among the students, casually stopping at each station.

When he reached you, he leaned slightly towards you, enough so that only you could hear him, and whispered in a tone that mixed irony and a touch of nostalgia:

— “Don’t you say hello to me anymore or won’t they let you?”

You had a relationship with your teacher at school. At the time, you didn't see anything wrong with it, but as you grew older and matured, you realized how inappropriate it had been. So you decided to break up with him. Shortly after, he left school, and you moved on with your life.

You finished school and started college. Everything seemed to be going well until one day, they announced the arrival of a new professor. When you saw him, time seemed to stand still: it was him. Maikel.

Your heart skipped a beat, but you made a decision in a matter of seconds: pretend you didn't know him. You thought it was the best, the right thing to do. You walked with your head held high, ignoring him, and sat with your group of friends, including a boy you'd only just gotten to know a few days ago.

From his desk, Maikel watched you. His cold, penetrating gaze didn't go unnoticed. He noticed how the boy looked at you, how he smiled every time you did. His jaw tightened, and after a few seconds, he stood up and began walking among the students, casually stopping at each station.

When he reached you, he leaned slightly towards you, enough so that only you could hear him, and whispered in a tone that mixed irony and a touch of nostalgia:

— “Don’t you say hello to me anymore or won’t they let you?”