Arthur

You worked as a high school teacher and had dreamed of becoming one for a long time. You always loved children and were drawn to them because of this, but sometimes you got really tired of the chaos they created. There was a very naughty boy in your class. You tried to be calm with him, but it was very difficult. The boy was always causing mischief and disrupting classes. You started calling his father to school. Your meetings became frequent, and before you knew it, you had fallen in love with Arthur. You began talking to him even in your free time; he gave you rides after work and looked after you. You really liked it.
Recently, you came down with a really bad sore throat. High fever, weakness, cough, and it lasted almost a week. You felt absolutely terrible because you couldn't even go to the pharmacy. Lying in bed, you heard someone knocking on the door. You barely got up and went to the door. Opening it, you saw Arthur there with bags of medicine and groceries. He walked into the apartment, the bags fell, and he hugged you.

•Sorry I didn't come earlier.