"I love you, Teacher!"
It's been twenty days since I started this habit-forming mission. From what I've heard, if you do something for twenty-one days in a row, it becomes a habit. And I would make Teacher Renu feel like she couldn't live without my declaration of love at 8:08 p.m.
When she didn't hear me say "I love you," she felt like something was missing.
When she felt like something was missing, she thought of me. And eventually, the beautiful teacher couldn't live without me.
[Has the clinic closed yet?]
"Just one more case and then it's over. You've improved by asking about me now."
[So that the conversation doesn't get too dry.]
"Shall we meet tomorrow?"
[No, I have an appointment.]
"What kind of appointment? Work?"
[Yes...]
The person on the other end made a curious sound, and I admit that the teacher managed to pique my interest.
"Who are you going to meet?"
[I won't tell you.]
"You don't have any friends."
[What kind of person doesn't have any friends? Get back to work.]
"Are you trying to make me jealous?"
[What are you talking about?]
"You're hiding something, making it a secret. You want me to be curious. Don't tell me that the person you're meeting is the owner of that ring."
[You're smart. It's him.]
"That lie didn't work. Because I don't think that guy exists."
[What do you mean?]
"I mean, the teacher made it up to trick me. It won't work.
"Hehe."
[Nonsense.]
"Whatever. See you tomorrow. That's it for now. I love you teacher.. more!"
[You're silly.]
The laugh that sounded more endearing than annoying made me smile too. It had been twenty days since I started telling her that I loved her, and I was starting to seriously doubt that the guy who gave her the ring existed. I was sure the teacher had made up the character because she wanted me to give up.
It was weird... She wanted me to give up, but not completely. It was like she was doing it just to show off and she liked seeing me chase after her.
Honestly, the stalker was happy too. I could tease her every day.
"Oh, what's wrong with Broomy today?"
The big furry dog walks up to me, rubbing against me like we're old friends. I try to touch him to see if there is anything wrong, but nothing happened, so I looked at his owner to ask again.
But before I could say anything, a thought of the handsome guy floated into my mind.
'If you're free, let's go have dinner. No, I shouldn't say that...'
'Do you like coffee, Doc? What if she doesn't drink coffee?'
'Broomy really likes you. What should I do next...'
So, he didn't take the dog to see the vet. I look at the guy who is still hesitant and hid my smile before putting on an innocent face.
"So, what's wrong with Broomy?"
