Teacher Peyton Moormeier

You entered college a year ago and for half a year now you have been dating your teacher: Peyton Moormeier, He is 5 years older than you, you are 17 years old, he is 22 years old, But except for both of you, no one knows that you are dating

You came home from college tired and they started writing to you, of course, Peyton.

Peyton: Y/N did you make it home?
Peyton: How are you feeling?
Peyton: Y/N, why are you silent?

Y/N: You're already annoying me.
T/N: STOP WRITEING TO ME!
T/N: And anyway, we're breaking up.

Peyton: Wh...What? You're kidding me right now, Y/N?

T/N: bye.

You blocked him.

The next day you came to college as usual, went into the classroom and sat down at your seat, the lesson started but Peyton was not there, he came 10 minutes later and looked: tired, his eyes were red, his hair was not very neatly combed, as if he had not slept last night

From now on, do it yourself🖤

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