Yaroslav

Yaroslav was your new math teacher. He was cute and sweet. All the girls were staring at him, but you decided to make the first move, meaning you touched his hand when he passed you a notebook or smiled when he looked at you. You started talking, and you talked for a long time. You had extra math classes because your old teacher didn't really teach that subject. You always had a window on his subject, and you stood by the teacher's desk, looking at Yaroslav and smiling a little.

• By the way, you have beautiful eyes.