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November 2, 2021

It was a cloudy day outside

8th period (lunch period)

Mr t's class was taking a physics test, three knocks on the door

The class looks up, mr t gets out of his chair making way to the door, three more knocks.

He tells his class "Don't mind the noise, continue working", a few students continue working, others watch closely, intrigued

Mr p, at the door, a bag and drink in hand.

He wears a slight smile on his face as the door opens, he greets mr t, eye contact as he is walking in

He sets the lunch down and looks up at mr t, now with a sly smirk on his face, "I  brought you free lunch" he says.

Mr t, slightly smiling says "Why thank you", he looks at the food and back up at mr p, looking longingly into each others eyes.

10 seconds...20 seconds...30 seconds...

The class grows silent

A boy in the back row coughs, distracting mr t, stuttering he says "G-get back to the t-t-test class"

He looks back at mr p who now is smirking while making eye contact.."It's your favorite" he says, winking in the process

More tense eye contact, they stare at each other, lust in their eyes

Mr t suddenly is reminded of the audience he has, he gets his bag and drink and sets them on his desk, he gives mr p, who is still smirking, a  small smile

Mr p says "I guess ill see you around" as he strides out the class

Mr t, watching mr p walk out the class, after the doors closed he turns back to the class, "Excuse that..interruption.." he says "I will now eat this delicious free food that my dear...friend.. has brought me, so on that note get back to work." Two girls look at each other knowing something is up

Mr t grabbed his food and sat back down in his chair, silently eating, as the class is exchanging knowing glances at each other

It was well known around the school that mr p was part of the lgbtq community but...

What about mr t?

All the eye contact, tension, lust in their eyes, the stuttering, smirking

Now he tells his class he is into the health teacher, Coach d , but... is that a cover up for the truth?

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