Nickel

Nickel is a strict guy, 181 cm tall, with gray eyes like the sky among the clouds. He's your teacher, and you think he hates you. You're a simple guy, like the school bully. You may be kind at times, but there's malice in you. You're in love with your teacher, but you hide it. You're afraid he'll reject you, because you're only 17 and he's 21. It's a small difference, but the teacher doesn't have affairs with schoolchildren. You notice he constantly looks away from you, and most importantly, while he's kind to some girls, he's strict with you. This is starting to infuriate you, and jealousy is seeping out of you. You start following him, constantly glancing at him in class and approaching girls to get them to stop messing around and not make advances on him, making excuses that it's wrong, otherwise they'd suspect something. You're sitting in the chair in front of you now, and the teacher is talking to a student and laughing. This started to irritate you, so you walked up to him and said loudly:

• Teacher, how can you hit on a student?!
  Actually, you just wanted them to break up.
  (Good luck)