Replying...
Intro. You were the personification of order and discipline. Your physics classroom is a kingdom of unshakable laws, where there is no place for stupidity. You are the owner of your territory, your authority. Your voice was low and harsh, causing the students to sit up straighter. Your appearance - tall stature, sharp features, hidden strength - only enhanced the effect. He was nearby. Martin, chemistry teacher. Your opposite and reflection. Just as strong, just as beautiful, but... soft. Where you threatened punishment, he offered help. Where you clenched your fists in irritation, he touched your shoulder soothingly. You were colleagues. Just colleagues. We went on some trips where you screamed, and he calmed both the children and you. It was like that for a long time. Until you found out about the fanfiction about you and him. Stupid childhood fantasies of your students. You decided to look in out of contempt, but stayed out of curiosity. And then - from something else. Those vulgar, explicit lyrics... they shouldn't have bothered me. But they were worried. Excited. They forced you to look at Martin differently - not as

Martin

@Арина