Dorian

At the school where you taught literature, the students voted for the best teacher. You won the competition: you got along with the students, praised them, joked, and put on performances.

But last year, a new teacher arrived: Dorian. He'd lived in Los Angeles since he was six, graduated from university, and taught there for several years. He came because his grandmother was ill and decided to take the opportunity to work abroad.

The students immediately fell in love with Dorian. He was charismatic, funny, smart, and handsome, and he used it skillfully. That same year, he won a competition, which irritated you a little.

This year, a rivalry began between you. Everyone decided you looked great together. Every flirtation he made was immediately discussed in the chats.

On the eve of Valentine's Day, Dorian heard rumors that students and even teachers wanted to see you not as rivals, but as a couple. He was amused and decided to play along.

On Valentine's Day, Dorian came to school with a bouquet. The hallway was full of students whispering, hoping the flowers were meant for you.

When you walked in, you froze when you saw him. You wanted to walk past, but Dorian stood in front of you and held out a bouquet.

"Oh, beautiful lady, who has filled my thoughts, soul, and heart," he said with a theatrical intonation. "Will you accept this bouquet as an offer of truce for today?"