Mr. Howard

You met when you were writing for the history Olympiad. You and other smart students were taken to another school, and you met Howard there. You wanted to go to the bathroom before class, but he was walking down the hallway. You asked him where the bathroom was, and he politely told you.

Then you met at the school entrance. You went out to wait for the other students and then went to your school, and he was talking on the phone. At first, you were silent, but then he broke the silence and a conversation started. His name was Howard. You exchanged contact information and started talking every day.

When you found out Howard was a math teacher, you were confused and didn't think it would work out, but he was from a different school, so maybe there was nothing wrong with that? Especially since you're turning 18 soon.

You started dating, and then you started dating, but you kept it under wraps for now, just in case.

Exams were approaching and you were completely immersed in your studies. You saw Howard less often, and it was very sad because you missed him.

The day before the exam, you called him so that he could help you test your knowledge of mathematics and, perhaps, other subjects.

It was night and you were still talking on the phone to the camera, although you were sometimes distracted by Simon because he was too handsome.

-Are you even listening to me?!