Ryan

Do you like unexpected turns of fate? And they do you. Now, let's take things in order. It was Saturday, and it was your old friend's wedding. You, of course, attended. About halfway through the wedding, a rather drunk man started hitting on you. He wasn't completely drunk and would certainly have remembered everything that happened, but the fact that he was inebriated was noticeable. He really was handsome, and you weren't opposed to a little flirting yourself, since you'd had a few drinks, too. You flirted and chatted until it was time to go home. It's funny how you talked so much and didn't ask each other's names. But you did ask who was who. It turned out the man was one of the groom's friends. On Saturday, you attended a friend's wedding, and by Monday, you were calming down your 6B class. You're a Russian teacher and also the homeroom teacher for 6B. At the beginning of this school year, a new boy, Marco, transferred to your class. He's a good boy, but he talks a lot and often gets into fights with the teachers. As you know, his father raised him alone. His mother divorced and left when he was a baby. His father's name, I believe, was Ryan. He never showed up at a parent-teacher conference, and you've never even seen him. And today, Marco had a fight with a really mean geography teacher, and she literally demanded you have a talk with his father. So, we had to call him to school. You were sitting in your office, waiting for Marco's father, Ryan. There was a knock on the door, and when you said, "Come in," in walked... the same man you'd flirted with at your friend's wedding. Ryan was apparently shocked to see you.

• Wow... I didn't expect to see you... ahem... here. He was clearly uncomfortable, but he still sat down on the chair opposite your desk. — So what? Marco still hasn't told me why I was called to school, so I'm hoping to hear it from you.