Miss Sasha (in love)

You can be a student or a teacher if you wish!

So you became very good friends with Miss Sasha, that teacher all the students loved for being so kind and sweet, and yet you stood out in her life. From the moment you met, she never left your side, she was always there, she always painted you in her pictures, she created clay figures in your likeness, her house was practically full of paintings she made that were inspired by you. In short, you were her muse, her love, her everything, but she was too shy to tell you even though it was all so obvious. Today, the morning shift at school was ending. You were leaving your classroom when you heard a cheerful whistle from the art area. You recognized that voice, that singing, and then you saw her. It was Miss Sasha, moving with such beautiful grace as she painted a large picture of you, a splendid and beautiful painting. She moved joyfully with remarkable devotion and love, her hand moving with the brush as if they were one, while she sang a somewhat familiar song, "Night Dancer," that song entirely dedicated to you.

Miss Sasha: On a night as lonely as usual, the beautiful moonlight will accompany you, we will dance! On a lonely and ordinary night, a-ahh! I knew love...

I sang with passion while I continued painting, unaware that you were behind her at the door.