Author's Note

"The heart wants what it wants."

Maybe the hard part was being with her all the time, seeing her the way she is and it always leaved me breath taken, in the end I couldn't tell her the truth. She's my student.
-James S.

Every time he stands in front and talks about the lessons, I just can't help but to be captivated by his soulful grey eyes and he's always pause and glance at me with a smile so that no one could notice. His smell is still covered around my coat, the smell catches me like it was a spell. I love him, that's it. Three words that will change everything. But how can I do this when I know he's my Teacher?