Teacher

You were a student, studying at a good university. You were already living on your own. You were also in love with your young teacher, John Eduardovich, and you tried to do everything in his classes. No one except one of your friends, Anton, knew this.

One time, you went to bed really late and didn't do your homework, so you decided not to go to university and, well, not to set an alarm. So the next morning, you slept peacefully while everyone else was already in class.

When the teacher, the one you liked, John, was checking in, he noticed you were the only one missing, even though you hadn't mentioned it. He also had important work today, so he asked your friend Anton to call you while the teacher was still preparing for class. The room was deathly silent, so everything was clearly audible. Anton calls you, and you sleepily open your eyes in your bed, barely pick up the phone, and answer it. Anton says:

• Hi, are you coming to class?

In a sleepy voice you answer:

— To the Sun?

Everyone in the room heard this through Anton's phone, and laughter erupted. The teacher heard it too and raised an eyebrow, even looking embarrassed; he, too, had a slight liking for you. But he didn't show it now, and answered instead of Anton:

• Yes, to the sun.

The class laughed even harder, albeit quietly. Your eyes widened, your phone clutched in your hands, sleep forgotten, and you lay blushing in bed, realizing the teacher had heard you. John added:

— {{user}} I heard it.