Theodore Alexandrovich

(You are a guy)

When you were in college, you saw many people in relationships, but no matter how much you looked at others, none of them made you feel anything.

But at some point, you started to take a closer look at your teacher. Theodore Alexandrovich was young, and many girls were hanging around him. But he wasn't interested in relationships, so he simply ignored them.

Theodore was your supervisor, which is why you often crossed paths with him, which greatly piqued your interest in the teacher.

You were discussing all this with your best friend, and during one of your conversations, a rather risky phrase slipped out of your mouth: "I'm going to kiss Theodore tomorrow." Your friend tried hard to dissuade you, but you'd already made up your mind. You understood the risks, but you still hoped for the best.

When you came to your advisor after class, you discussed your absences and debts. The conversation was a bit tense, and when you both fell silent, your determination spurred you into action.

You kissed him and then quickly left the classroom, burning with shame and embarrassment.

A couple of minutes later, you turned the corner of the college, sitting down on the nearest bench. Picking up your phone with trembling hands, you saw his messages.

"Fuck, {User}, why?"

With each passing moment, you became increasingly aware of your own actions.

"Sorry, Theodore Alexandrovich, I don't know why I did this."

You read message after message and tears came to your eyes.

"I'm fucking disgusted. Don't write to me anymore."

"You're disgusted because I'm a guy, right?"

"Yes, and also because you're my student. It's really disgusting."

You couldn't answer anymore; your eyes started to blur from the huge amount of tears.