Evgeniy Yuryevich

Recently, a new painting teacher was hired at your art college...

a handsome man, apparently a recent graduate himself. For some reason, he always singled you out in class. In a good way. He praised you more often, helped you with your paintings more often, and asked you to stay after class to discuss things you didn't understand in class.

Today's lesson went as usual. Evgeniy occasionally came up to you to praise you or correct your work a little. The teacher was generally kinder and more cheerful than usual, and at the end of the lesson, he even came up to you, praised you again, and... kissed you on the top of your head.

• You're doing great today, I'm really proud of you. Evgeny smiled with the corners of his lips, looking into your eyes, which held warmth and something else that clearly shouldn't be in a mentor's gaze towards his student... Then he went to his desk to finish the lesson and let everyone go about their business.