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I Am in Love with My Class Teacher

1 week ago
Episode 1


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I Am in Love with My Class Teacher

Title: I Am in Love with My Class Teacher Episode 1: A Secret No One Must Know I never imagined that a simple school day could turn into something so complicated. It all started one afternoon when I noticed how deeply James, my best friend, stared at our class teacher, Miss Evelyn. At first, I thought he was just admiring her the way students admire a good teacher. But soon, I realized it was something much deeper. James and I have been friends since childhood. We do almost everything together. But lately, something about him changed. He became quieter, lost in thoughts, and would sometimes smile to himself for no reason. I had to ask. One day, during lunch break, I pulled him aside. “James, what’s going on? You’ve been acting strange.” At first, he hesitated, then he looked around to make sure no one was listening. Finally, he whispered, “I think I’m in love with Miss Evelyn.” I almost choked on my food. “What?! Are you joking?” He shook his head. “No, I’m serious. I can’t stop thinking about her. The way she talks, the way she smiles, even the way she writes on the board. Everything about her feels so special.” I didn’t know what to say. Falling in love with a teacher? That was a dangerous thing. She was older than us, and if anyone found out, things could go very wrong. “You have to forget about it,” I told him. “It’s not possible, James. She’s our teacher, and you’re just a student.” “But I can’t control it,” he sighed, his eyes filled with sadness. “When she talks to me, my heart beats so fast. When she smiles at me, I feel like the happiest person in the world. I know she doesn’t see me the same way, but… I wish she did.” I felt sorry for him. I could see the pain in his eyes. He was truly in love, but it was a love that could never be. But the worst was yet to come. James didn’t listen to me. Instead of trying to forget, he became even more attached to Miss Evelyn. He started staying back after class just to ask her questions—questions he already knew the answers to. He would volunteer to help carry books to the staff room. He would always sit in the front row, listening to her every word as if she was the only person in the world. I could see that Miss Evelyn didn’t suspect anything. She treated him like every other student, always kind and respectful. But James… he was suffering. One day, I caught him writing something in his notebook. When I looked closer, I saw it was a love letter. “You’re not planning to give this to her, are you?” I asked, shocked. “I have to,” he said firmly. “I just want her to know how I feel. Even if she rejects me, at least she will know.” I grabbed the letter from him. “James, this is madness! What if someone finds out? You could get her into trouble. You could get into trouble!” He looked at me, his eyes filled with pain. “Then what should I do? Keep dying in silence? I can’t take this anymore!” I knew he was serious. And that scared me. The next morning, I arrived early at school, but James was already there. He looked nervous. That’s when I saw it—the letter was gone from his notebook. “You gave it to her?” I whispered, my heart racing. He nodded. “I put it in her desk before she came in.” My stomach turned. What if she got angry? What if she reported him? I couldn’t concentrate the whole day. I kept waiting for something to happen, but Miss Evelyn acted normal. Maybe she hadn’t seen the letter yet. But then, after class, she called James. “James, can you wait a moment? I need to talk to you,” she said in a calm voice. I watched as he walked toward her, his hands shaking. I wanted to wait for him, but I also didn’t want to be caught listening. So I left. Minutes later, he came outside. His face was pale. His eyes red. “What happened?” I asked. “She read the letter,” he whispered, his voice shaking. “She said she understands my feelings, but she’s my teacher, and this can never happen. She told me that one day I’ll find real love, someone my age, someone who can love me back.” I could see tears in his eyes. He turned away quickly, but I knew he was crying. It was over. The love he thought was so special was crushed in an instant. He had to move on, but his heart was broken. James changed after that day. He stopped staying after class. He stopped looking at Miss Evelyn the way he used to. He even stopped talking about love. But I knew he was still hurting. One evening, we were walking home together. He sighed and said, “Do you think I will ever stop loving her?” “You will,” I said. “It will take time, but one day, you’ll look back and laugh at this.” He smiled weakly. “Maybe. But right now, it feels like my heart will never heal.” I didn’t know how to comfort him. Love is a strange thing—it can make you feel like the happiest person, and the next moment, it can break you into pieces. That was the day I learned a painful truth: Some love stories are never meant to happen. And no matter how much you want it, some things are just impossible. James never spoke about Miss Evelyn again. But I knew, deep inside, he still carried the memory of the love that could never be.

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